E-yo check it,

ill have you beat down and faded wit clorox bleach.
have you whiter than micheal jackson in kkk sheets
i have a rhyme that just might turn the tide.
the mans toxic cause hes been beat with a bottle of paroxide.
you think you strong think you ass is made of acid.
but i will have you ripped up like cows in lake placid.
have you sweatin like you stepped on a land mine.
but with your acid burnin youll be gone in no time.
im like king george the third over everbody and rasin hell.
for you its dead or alive but the blood on your body will tell.