Me and the GRIM REAPER are grievin' ... This kid still isn't dead ?
Looks like I MIS-FIRED ... Like your parents did in their bed
Should've used condoms ... But now I'm BUMPIN' the mistake they made
Caskets laid ... Put you in your grave ... Assasinatin' figures like J-F-K
My rhymes are ventriliquists ... They're pullin' your strings MADLY WITH MY SKILLS
Blood spills ... On the real ... This kid alone helps advertise BIRTH PILLS
I owned you and all on this site since day one ... Call me a birth mark ... Incisions made to YOUR HEART
Like E-T ... Its a TRAG-E-DY HAPP-EN-ING ... When these ALIENS DEARLY DEPART
SMITH-N-WESS BLESSIN' DEATHS and BLOWIN' HEADS straight off THE NECK
Make you a legend like sleepy hollow ... Cause you'll be RIDIN' WITHOUT A HEAD
Bill cosby was comedy ... Not to excite you ... But you're JUST A JOKE
You stay on the shelf ... Repeatin' yourself ... Like a RECORD I BROKE
Lyrics are artistic like van gogh ... One blow makin' you see a STARRY NIGHT
I've been playin' with my food ... But STEALIN' CANDY FROM BABIES is MORE OF A FIGHT
Like the DESERT even when I'm cold its hot ... But people FREEZE when you drop a track
Leave you minimal like nudists ... Shit is predictable like fat kids and asthma attacks