how many times i hve to merk this cat b for he realizes im number 1?/
this bitch raps like hes had a run in wit a police stun-gun/
but ima keep ma lyrical storm stinging him like a killa b swarm/
till this cats had enough n conceeds........ his style is worn/
keeps cumin back,so ima drop to put a stop to this chancer/
ima break his legs more times than an over-weight table dancer/
so now ive ripped off ur arms n ate em 4 lunch/
your gona struggle to draw one,let alone make a "punch"
now ive gone n put tha final nail in your coffin/
so get to spittin...hurry up n stop the coughing



no beef.....cumon man......................................