Hah! U fag talk about chalk-lines and clappin'
i hope u good at bustin guns cause u aint shit at rappin'
my verbal attackin' got all ur brains rackin'
lets face it... u wackin'
and my shit playa, makes it look like your rhymin' is lackin'
lets get it crackin im laughin and my adrenalin's rushin'
you ran your mouth too much but soon you'll be hushin
You talkin' about my mommas tits??? i think i felt my chest drop
U haven't seen a pair of tits since your 5th grade sex-ed talk
You wanna fuck with me kid???
i think your brain needs an inspection
fuck your only gain from it would be a lethal injection
your lyrics needs corrections
in every single fucking section
AND YOUR SKILL IS THE ONLY THING SMALLER THAN YOUR ERRECTION!!!!!