Alright let me set this bitch off, in about two seconds have you outlined in chalk,
Thinkin he's hard but you know that ain't the truth, says he's a pimp when he's the fuckin protistute,
I'll have you down n' out gaspin for your own breath, make you scream n' shout while graspin on my homie death,
now you lookin for a remedy tryin to pick up the pieces, while i give you mentally sexually transmitted diseases,
Fuckin you telekinetically, genetically i'm still makin you feel unsettling,
Oh yeah keep thinkin your hard leave you with intelectual and lyrical scars,