I'ma Rock this.
Bitch, you more of a pain than the wax of bikini/
Think ur a real playa, but can only entertain kids like the tweenies/
Although you haven't really said much to me/
I saw you dick ridin offa will in bitch slapped, so prepare to be/
Slaughtered like the misgruntled misguided emcee you are/
I'll shove ya head down to the ground, harder than a Jerry Lawler piledriver/
Then I'll smile for ya, let ya know it's no skin off my nose, and give ya extra/
Beef to just step to, bet get put down so hard you won't know what just hit you/
Like on of those ideas you claim to have, but you lame and you last, then subside in the past/
Cos at the end of this all you'll be is a memory, like ya first step, so you can stop bein who you pretend ta be/
I'll have you endin up in a hearse, with a book fulla worn out curse words/
So go 'head bitch and pull that pen and pad up outa ya purse/
An state this, "I will not dick ride, I'll try to improve my thirst, for the knowledge if the game, cos tha guyver was here first"/
Shove ya shit in a body bag leave you limper than Christopher reeves/
Think ya superman? well I got the lyrics to spit, like kryptonite peas/
That'll just tear through you, like a needle through paper/
Ya gona thank me for this later, wen you a master debater/ (say it fast and you'll get what I mean
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I use my computer ta slate ya and at the end all i'ma say is/
Goodbye bitch, see ya later/