take a hint Tupac's happi-ness at 0% wen he hang wit you/
i'm the monster from Loch-Ness an' i'm rhymin' here to hang you/
good choice of name cos' infamous means you have a bad reputation/
it aint gettin' any better dawg, so enjoy you're online masturbation/
you're rhyme's say "blah bla blah" i told ya' you aint no soulja'/
i'll lift ya' an' ping you're bra, an' you'll run off screamin' waaaah!/
ya' rhyme's are as bauld as ya' head, an ya' punches have all been fed/
you're structure is already dead, you de-elevatin' thread after thread/
by now ya' lackin' cred-ibility, fuck wit me an' prepare to bleed/
you'se a crossbreed with creed an' a lightnin' seed, i now pro-ceed.../
to hunt you down, ya' frightened now?, the noose tightenin' round.../
ya' neck, it's about to break leavin' the sound of ya' climb for the ground/
of course you cannot find it, you'll be 6 feet deep before you even mind it/
i saw ya' in ma' lowrider ridin', sittin' in ya' Lada sayin' "can't find it, grind it"/ (gears)
it's almost time ta' choke out ya' breath wit' you're spinal chord/
i'll stand an' poke you're eyes to death til they blink no more/
in fact i'll see ya' tomorrow, nite nite, don't let the bed bugs bite/
muahaha i can picture you now, tick tock, you'se a punk sleep tight/

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