yo aight...
I'll hand u mah X-ray glasses yo u can 'see-through' clear visions
hellow... over here punk, I'm the one u gotta be dissin'
aint gonna tell ya that your shitz wack bitch u just need practice
I'm already underground... like dead people speakin' in casketz
thiz kidz over... closed like columbo's last casez
u comin' with 2 pairz, I'm comin' with straight acez
man face it, u got wasted, missbehavin' u sayin' ?
fuck that, I'm just layin' whip-ass to the situation
now relax, put that squirt gun away, letz keep it lyrical
u gonna lose, no need for miraclez or feelin miserable
u can cancel your appointement with that shrink
learn how to flow, start by floatin' 'round in the sink...
*woosh* I said sink, not toilet u dumb-ass bitch
guezz itz like from dust to dust and shit to shit
drugz and rap, can't kick it nomore, they turned into daily habbitz
u better get out before u missin' with more shit than radio editz...

drop ya verse... good luck...