I find it easier than speakin to take the piss/
Y u think u can hate and try to diss/
I kung-fu you with my shaolin fist/
An your rhymes I don't even need to try to twist/
Make you get the jist, fuck you up and break ya wankin wrist/
I don't know you yet I already hate you/
I'ma make my dent then come through/
The only way I see to defeat you/
would be to remove these two addidas an beat you/
So You've been told once and I'll repeat it again/
Like a faggot, you take it up the rear from men/
I hope you don't think I'm gona fuck you up one more 'gain/
I'm jus here to help you train ya mind and maybe find/
The thing you think you got called rhyme up ya behind/
You speak out ya ass, you smokin too much grass/
Coz there ain't no time like the present/
To clean up ya act and improve ya behaviour/
Take ya bare balls and shave 'em, remove ya skin/
I hope you now start to begin, to realise you ain't got nothin/
But weak ass rhymes and a two bit imaginary crimes/
So this time I'ma end ya shit with a frigid rhyme/
Cos u don't like girls, its men that you find/
Always up ya behind, with a no smokin sign/

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