yo MAD DOGS to scared he can't bare me he's pussy
he hides under his fuckin bed when he tries 2 cuss me
talkin shit behind my back sending ya corny diss track
it's crap no talent involved just wack a white who talks black
mutha fuckin asshole lives in da north pole swallowing dick
you shoulda seen his links to his posts der all ken bigly sick!
this punk will get his face smashed gashed beaten fast
when ya spit mad dog u can't remember what u dissed in tracks
cuz your minds juts stupid lost a fuse in ya memory
you still ask for ya dead grandma to read ya a bed time story
my rhymes will kill ya and all yours are just dam fillers
your main abition ins life is to get promoted bein a builder
your should have never spoke cuz ya be smokin coke
to much all day and ur tuning gay and rape old folk
your a joke mad dog admit it and you don't have girl friend
last time you had a girl friend she was man askin ya 2 bend
he listens to rap music and he finds it all 2 much confuzing
sick of loseing always boosing he always bumps in 2 me intruding
get of my dick suck someone elses I know dat punk ass da q
you can talk as much as cock as ya like, like when ya penis finally grew
thinks he sounds nice on tracks bitch needs a smack in da mouth
rip your vocal chords out till dey pour out and put em in ya dogs mouth
where did you ever get dat name from mad dog you need 2 be shot
u an't got what I got talent man just like ya name your not hot