sto being a beefer, i had sex with ya wife, now your lifes ova/
stop with those corny lousy raps, you might aswell do relay laps i an' gonna give you a clap/
Your something unture, you was born in dis world outta the blue/
you an'y nothing but a choker, a broke ass bitch thats never has a pay rise no need to be in denial/
I clinched this battle ti'll it slips out ya hands and landed in ya balls bounced back/
ly lyrics are written on your face stained and got ur signicture displayed/
I get ides stiring, there bluring you out, vapourising/
go back with better rymes cause these are my times baby/