well here is mi shit...dont feed either......

Ur the lyrically Stephen Hawkins, 2 inform you ain't walkin' pass the giesers!
I mean, FireZ gets served more' than Courtney love with wine appetizers!!
Not ya hands, with your fuckin calve n chins! your a disaster of them all
I mean, whos life-expectancy falls faster than their balls?
Try none bastard, could be a clumsy chiropractor an not fall back
Lyrical god?, his heads in the clouds..just under jehovahs ball-sac!
our practicin? ...yea like Edward Nortin, an like aid ward lottery..'chances im sick of it!'
Fuck an island, FireZ couldn't 'hold his own' if I planted with legiments!
Your vocabularies weak, Your a lyrical god im an antichrist at will
An by your pitiful text, god musta said "Tha Shall not be ill"

Blah..not feelin myself rite now...so settle for that.