belive when i say you wack im only just spellin-facts ...
you couldn't serve me a beat-in if your were sellin- tracks ...
acceptin ma callout, but i'll let you off coz your really stupid-hoe ...
i leave u lookin more humilaited then janet jackson at the superbowl ...
i "pack" more "nines" then a deck of cards that will damage ya text ...
jus like pam anderson, if i take away wat ya got you'll have nothin left ...
hern ya like a birthday clown all u makin a foolish pattern ...
change ya name to feaces, coz when you drop we can say shit happened ...