yo rippa in

i could kill you with a pull of a finger//
cause you ain't shit, just a wanna be power ranger//

yo i kick you once, make you rise like bread, bake by bakers//
kill you, chop your ass up and burry you under a 1,000 acres//

i bet you that think you are all big, and really bad//
but it's sad, the only balls you got are the one's from last night...... when you got T-BAG//

queer ass hoe i told you about that shit//
you "silly faggit dick are for chicks"//

i don't know what to say now cause you've been trampled like dirt//
me and my boys ran train on ya mom last night, and jusst now, I fuck you in this verse//

but i can understand if you get mad at me//
cause i know you got a strong belief about keeping it in the family//

and what's worst, that got to be the truth//
between you and your dad, my dick touches your mom more than both of you//

that was lame but it shoud be enough