Ight.. heres the blind spit
Ayo, watch as I slit his neck to get to the core and rip his apple/
Ur crews all pigs And u just Represent "The Scrapple"/
Dick Ridin and Braggin this dude think he really be "rappin"/
But even if I imagined him "Wit Flow" it still wouldn't happen/
U aint a dope "killah", sit down, shut up and watch me chin check ya/
cuz I abuse Grammar.. more then kids with Dsylexia.. (a disease)
I'll place u in a river and u still wouldnt be able to "flow"/
You could write "mad skillz" down on paper and it still wouldnt show/
No talent dickridin to get in "LD", never seemed ta choke/ (lyrical destruction)
Lodge my cock in your mouth, now ur finally storing dope/
Damn ur shit, ill mass murder ya crew with a sickened cough/
Like olympic swimmers, I shook this kid so bad his body hair's fell off/
I merked u, go elevate cuz i feel bad i broke ur essense/
I sat this kid on Santa and he still couldnt demand "presents"/