look i give this nigga an inch an he takes a mile//
i tell him prove himself with his spit BUT even that aint worthwile//
just another bastard rappar, hip-hop orphan//
instead of norturin a waste of LIFE ya momma shuld-a-had ya ass aborted//
or at least child supported, butt attackin me u bound to fall//
wit a penis smaller than ya IQ u better off poppin the cherry off a blow up doll//
i mean wat kind of nigga admits he's impotent//
it really shows that he's not lyriclly or even mental competent//
jus limp like martin in the bad boys sequal//
beatin his dick like it owe him cash but all he gettin is a ball an a jingle//
im one step ahead mentally quick so keep up wit my pace//
yo structure is like sperm on ya mom's face, all over da place//
look nigga u faker than a silocone GUN, tryin to bargain for talent but u still cant get NONE//just havin no FUN in the rap game//so u try to "play" along wit rinky dink rhymes but its only gonna get u slain//
by an emcee like me, a tru emcee murker//
look i shuld change my name to urs to show the public how to really COMMITT EMCEE MURDER//(ooh shit)
yo flow is like a back-sliding preacher long winded and yells but has no point//
better yet like a ja rule single, ppl tired of ya voice
damn i would suck if i had to be a part of RB's welcoming committe//
caz members wuld leave after they wuld get slaughtered by me//
so take this a lesson mutha fucka dont let yo ambition get out of its place//
caz if u find a nigga hotter than me spittin u starin satan in the face//
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1st degree
emcee murder
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