I'll have to go now then I'll be away for a week.

Jesus taught that if you live by the sword you die by the sword/
So I'ma cut you up, coz I'm bored/
And I don't want to used my weapons 'less i have to/
Before this battle even starts the shit is half through/
And I don't really want to have to use the techs/
I'd prefer to wear that shit out like a Bowflex/
I might not be the biggest nigga/
But I come equipped with more weapons than and action figure/
Now who's bigger, I figure/
You'll have to read a dictionary to beat me/
I'll have you wrapped up neatly/
and knee deep in shit b/
I swiftly get at you with verbals that rip through your flesh
like steel mesh pushing you to the thresh-/
hold, of pain, my game remains supreme/
my name remains a thing in a dream/
that haunts you until your last day/
thinkin' "why the fuck I get at this nigga knowin I'm gay?"/
It's over, you beatin' me is rarer than a four leave clover/
so blow me coz I ate your ass up like Russell Stover/