slump back in ya seat kid, the army bout to get defeated/
I've made one line, and ya crew already retreated//

slice ya head in half, so ya exposed as two-faced/
shit nigga, ya aint even fit to tie ma bootlace//

When it comes to his rhymes, this dick aint developing/
so inject testosterone, cuz tit's is a family trait ya inheritin//

ya aint bringin no heat, so i smoke ya like a bung, nigga/
i'ma rape you, but not take ya virginity/
cuz face it, we all know ya got fucked by young jigga/
then when I'm through, I spread ya ashes around this vicinity//

Cuz lyrically I'm superior, consider me ya crew's drill sargeant/
cuz no matter how much ya work im left standin, while y'all collapsed on the floor/
stepin in here wit me, we all know ya career's hopes just darkened/
as I drag you down to my house, I hope ya like pain cuz you'll feel more//

Slam ya face against my windowsill, but c'mon, it aint the first time you've eaten wood/
camouflaged at the gay bar, barely anyone noticed when ya sucked off ya entire barrack good//

carve up ya remains, take you to the bank with ya limbs in my hand/
'Excuse me sir, what is your business today?' 'Hi, I would like to deposit 20 Grand...'//