2BAD.. .CHECKETY CHECKTY CHECKIN IN MAR'FUCKA



I'd rather wipe my ass with broken glass// or choke on gas//
than lose 2 you// 2 be true im in a different class//
so think fast// make sure u spit dope//
I drop flows like foes// while u just hit and hope//

like the pope// im a preacher// here 2 teach ya//
tho we both stand here// u know that im the main feature//
your like a creature// out the blue lagoon//
your moma wish she saw a picture// wen u were in the womb//
she wud not of resumed// with the pregnancy//
she'd of took a vacum// between her legs u see//
and instead of growin up 2 be retarded// thinkin that he know's it all//
he wud of been discarded// at the hospital disposal//

but wait.. let me give credit where credit is due//
he's right// i need 2 build respect// b 4 i build a crew//
but this dudes a CREW FILLER and u know that it's true//
how the fuck can i elevate battlin bitches like u!!!