aight, aight...your was good. here's mine.


you steppin' on stage like your somethin'//
naw, dog, the truth is you ain't really nothin'//
quit frontin'//
ah, fuck it//
you can take this mutherfuckin' mic and shove it//
yeah, we all know you'd love it, like your beloved//
like the rest of those dildos you got up there//
i'm tellin' you, you best not mess wit me when i'm buzzin'//
yeah, fuck dirty dozen//
'cause all i need is one round and you be done then//
gutted like a fuckin' pumpkin'//
it only takes one sin to become wanted//
like a criminal that eats suckas like you, and i'm just munchin'//
i say you ain't nothin' but a munchkin//
i don't give a fuck if you win this battle, so what then?