D-METH'S VERSE

ima rip dis bitches adam's apple out, throw it ta ma dogs an see if they like the juice,
cuz bitches with played-out names like "snyper" belong in church, hittin them high notes,
singin in "a major", wit feminious voices, never heard of ya before but i can see yur drawn by gay-forces,
your fuckin crews name is "tray six", i gotta catch-phrase for u, "We rape sheep"
only play ull ever get~ tryin ta get props on a message board, wit fake metaphors u stole from em's vocal chords,
but keep elevatin, ure only undefeated because u battled hoes, steppin over the toes of "amatuers"
further more, i'll levatate you ass, like a ghost-hosue wit "hot" furniture,
burnin ya wit 3rd degrees, tat type ish leaves scarz, all ya over hands and jaw,
ull be cryin like a bitch who got stepped on, an all bones in his body crushed,
u gotta be a leprachaun, ta magically wish ya ass a body mesh, fresh of the press,
snyper got raped and murdered, like a 13 year old girl who got taped and jiz-blurred,
choked til she cudnt scream for "toon" world, cuz dats the only place "she"(Snyper) likes getting "fooled" in.