Ma rhymes make dis bitch lose train of thought like when da popos come
got em stunned, at a standstill,bulletz ripped his frame an tore his lungs

Dis fag may be white but your not a warrior, you aint been to battle,
rides dik like a saddle, fag,his legz wide open ready to take it vaginal,

Wit ya gay rhymez, yo aint goin no where fast like traffic,
Hes shocked cuz im static,scarred cuz tha wolfs known to kill faggets,

I spit shit datz unseen an unclean, tryin to out wit me dog datz unkeen,
Like me ima fiend, ready to come to england an fuk yo queen

(weak) uppin on dis shit though.