you was better off not even steppin to dis
cause bitch i can see right thru the mist,
ur raps is like talkin to a wall they dont even exsist
wanna battle dawg quit writin words and put up ya fist,
we all go thru trials and tribulations
but damn ur stuck in da gay situatuion,
man dawg u might wanna forget your past
ya know the times u let ur dad ejackulate in ur ass,
but shit i dunno u might wanna go back
man my pencil is runnin out of lead so i asked fifty
can i borrow some out of his leg so i can finish this verse quickly
just remember now when u was face to face
against the greatest of greats,
i never make mistakes ya raps are stuck on the shelf as a waste of space, i rap so smooth over instrumentals u couldnt copy me if u had a fuckin stincil,
man i aint even shittin u
pull down ur pants a procced the fuckin bitch in u,
ill spit at you and mimik you and riducule what ever it takes to proove im a sick individual, rippin u a new asshole and thats so walkin the streets talkin the beef like where the lasso,
talked shit till the day i was born
gonna talk shit till the day that im gone,
gettin pleasure when i see cats react when i spit
rippin a track like i had a rash in my lips,
im never nervous on this earth surface
cause everything thing i spit is perfect,
u better belive ima very disturbed person
my flow is jsut tight gettin striked
like i was holdin a key wit a kite,
when im approachin the mic im nice,
1 verse turned into 2 and 2 turned into 3 like a jubalee,
u so weak u cant even step in da booth with me,
u couldnt see this shit comin if i pooped in ur eye lids
with the beat soundin like it was produced by pirates,
stright out of left field how else could u describe it,
im to sick how da hell could u deny it,
my new shit i can tell that ud like it
and if not then fuck u go to hell if u dont like it
fuck this shit its beded, and if u copy my shit u betta say ekademic said it!!!