You can’t stomach these rhymes reading them alone is suicide..
Stepped on like broken eggs shells, food for thought, so do u want ya’ brains scrambled or fried?..
My lyrics are severely sick; I had to inject myself with a vaccine..
Savage by birth, strangle u with ya’ own intestines and make u swallow ya’ spleen..
This Kidd Is Thinkin Hes Hot, But Guess Again Cuz You're Not..
You Could Set Your Computer Screen On Fire, Your Verse Still Wouldnt Look Hot..
after he loses he'll complain i got dick rydin votes..
but ill leave you in a box inside an office, u still wouldnt get post..
I'll leave you 'parapalegic', and tell Valor to 'watch his step'..
throw your watch, your times almost up w/ only a brief second left..
My lines shine, rhyme after rhyme to go and blind your eyes..
hit from the BLINDSIDE, not like u... hittin on "BI BLIND GUYS"..
Now Im Hurtin This Kids Feelings, And Hes Offended Like Im Abusing His Body..
Beatin Me? Hes Havin A Hard Time Like When Hes Using Tha Potty..
Still Killed You With Pucnchlines, Wit My Tricks Under Your Sleeve..
Plant My Seimen In ya Mom And Name You "Duke" Cuz You Tha Number One Seed..