You know why im good...you should of kept your mouth shut...like a dirty slut...when i put my lyrics in your gut...but ill hit you from behind..when my lyrics climb...on you like a spider...you need to spit tighter then that...when you rap...you cant crack...when i spit on you with no traction...make u say action...makin a movie...with your dumb reaction...know one cares...when im fixin my tire spares...like fixin your hair line...my lyrics grind...up your crooket spine...writing words like R.L. Stine...when i hit your girl where the sun dont shine...not pine saw...no call for u...SyKo...u stink yo...watch my lyrics glow...watch your girl give me a blow job...makin her toungue throb...like it just got fucked up by the mobb...she is a stupid snob...with you...a lyrical slob...eat you like im the blob...beat you in your own job...seat u on the ground...lookin around...takin one bad pound...from outrun...eating you up for fun...real fast...when i rip you wont last...youll be takin cast...like a stupid ass...step out of my class...so i can tame you like a lyon...make you go flyin...when i start your crying...when i say your lyrics are dying...so keep trying...and keep lyin...to all your friends...when i rip and rhyme...when my ladder stepped you didnt climb...my words are a prime hearing...when my fans start cheering...for the win...when i throw u in my recyclin bin...because your a blank piece of paper...when i fuck your girl and rape her...