yo fuck these fags is my slogen//
so you think you can cut shit like logen//
i'm sorry kid but you get used more than a trojan//
you slip on dicks and on the label is say extra small//
so that mean you ain't for me because i fuck like i battle i'm on call//
the number is 1-800-you-died cause that what happen if you battle me//
ryhming against people that believe in the x-men ain't my cup of tea//
my ryhmes have more kicks than bruce lee//
i hope that 15 lines ain't to much for you to think of//
your ryhme sound like you in love//
you a white bird ass bitch like a dove//
your icon is wolraven (spelled wrong sorry) cause you enjoy men in tights//
After you battle me i have you cring for so many nights//
i'm so hard that you might not want to reply//
you call your self tough than tomorrow you got a black eye//
i got you cring with that why, why, why//
and your group in just a boy band singing bye, bye, bye//
i rep my crew next level till i'm gone//
we beat you even when we tipsy like j-kwan//

got bak at that bitch ass fucker