stillborns comin t merk ya nigga so get yo ass in line...
those lyrcal disasters...iz dat wat u call a rhyme...
this 9 i was born with says your name this time...

look at chu nigga actin like u got skills...
rhymin like that...u fucked on pills?..
thinkin u i'll but u jus got the chills..

if u can rap...y can't u put six lines on none ov us...
yo i gotta end this now or my guns r gona bus...

fool