you wanna step-to-this, an holla' for a rematch/
ya' see me prep-ma-swiss, army knife at ya' snatch/
an' what's with you're crew, it don't even exist/
Dark Knights are about to feel ma' heathen fist/
y'all should combine to make, "spiky iman the fatal teen dogg"/
maybe joined together a half decent rapper may be formed/
i checked out ya' hotmail, it says that yo' funky/
then why you a honky, hangin' wit the flunkies?/
so ya' occupation's a PIMP, damn that's funny/
you a muh' fuckin' gimp, yo mumma made ya any money?/
ya' rhyme's are as bare as ya' lack of pubic hair/
ya' shit don't even rhyme dawg, ya' visually impaired??/

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