Can this Cat Handle-a "G" when he lives above me, in a different country?\\
my words start to disintegrate together he can't handle the great weather,\\
spitin till the spit is rain, rainin till its acid pain melting away ya fame,\\
leavin u nothing left, use-less like whores with no breast, all you got is givin head,\\
so just quit flowing continue hoeing your body instead, be more famous if ya dead,\\
at least your name would make inside the paper, found you frozen inside my crater\\
sorry you were chosen but must have been these words that left a savage explosion,\\
its alright to admit you "FEAR IT", not me but my LYRICS no one gana be your saver,\\
not even your mountaineeres, that only canada have cause you mountain-QUEERS\\
its pay up or die, send 1 million to my rapperz and i might leave you alive,\\
ya a ransom note, ill have the ko aside, votes for me revoked if you take this serious\\
unlike a joke, or stand delirious like i slit your throat.\\
cant pay up cuz you broke? its ok you just gana be another DEATHLIST GOAT...\\