let me slow it down for ya coz if ure going to fast i might ignore ya/
yo u is retarded my rymes i keep gaurded coz there partically gold yours couldnt get sold for a quarter my technique keeps getting hotter and hotter u are like the rap harry potter i might have to slaughter the reast of ure family if they see me kill u/
wot are u gonna do wen i come for u and all u can do is kiss my shoe for forgivness all my boys wouldnt wanna miss this wen i chop off ure head leave it i na bread basket i go i can rymes 10 times betta than u so thats why i do wot i gotta do. watch as my knives go staright through you/
u aint noting but a foo'