gkillahs, im bout to rob u for my easy win
treat u like "a lotto scratcher" im bout to show u "the big spin"

u aint hardcore...release them thoughts from yo brain
im something like "sideshow bob" when im going insane

its danger goin against me, leave yo shirt painted all RED
with tha BEAM on ya head, lay u in yo dark bed(coffin)


U wunna call yo self raw, but ur spam aint beef
we can dig deeper in dirt, than athletes rockin cleets

u think u somewhere at the top, but i spoil ya dreams steady
and have u tumble down slowly like a party full of confeddy

my punches'll fade you up, matter fact, give u a taper
"RIP" this canada fag apart like a blank sheet of paper

im nuthin to play wit, told u once, and now u headed for danger
look dawg, mind ya folks, dont beef with strangers

tha morale of this story...is how a coward got merked
i cant "RIP" u all day, eat some breakfast first

quick lil something...vote HONESTLY people