Like a blowjob wit syphilis aids and cancer i spit da worse-when-i-cock-it/
lyrics Apollo 1 ya burst-on-da rocket/
It’ll blow ya chest through ya skull and Leave Haste ‘Facin (face in) His Heart’ Like ‘Personal Lockets’//
Stop it, like ‘talkin mouses’ on response my ‘click greets ya/
U on some toilet masturbation cause my shit beats ya/
I flip seizures, Cause when i type i take away L-Murderer’s ‘Right To Speak’ Worse Than ‘Strict Teachers’ //
This shit’s ether, I’ll inject ya blood stream wit coal and make ya light up slow like bad high beams/
I’m kruger i stab this guy dreams/
(He’s ready to quit) so I’ll make Lyrical Worserer raise his hands in fear like a bitch wit bad hygiene//
You quick to take da L cause its simple facts my style’s greater/
I’m (number 1), put it in roman terms we’ll just say dat (I) better/
Lyrical aint even an experienced newb he’s just a Pussy In Training like sex wit a vibrator //
Curse at da lord and spit hell into his mouth till his gums-be jammed wit fire shakin/
Plans ex-pire hatin, I’ll Stomp ya skull wit a ‘trampoline’ and Let Da (Blood Jump Out Ya Face) like a clumpsy vampires shaving//
Breakin my hands ‘underground plants’ i’m quick to ‘cave ya roots’/
like puttin fire to cologne i blaze this bruite/
Jam his legs through his spine leavin Lyrical Worserer (Forced To Step Back) Like Slave Masseuses//