I attack so vicously,leaving ya ears in need of alchohol,
You more ridiculous than a Punjabi playing basketball/

With a turban on the head,bigger than ya moma's breasts,but smaller than the jugs on ur father's chest/

I'm swetter than the doughnuts a cop eats while on paroll,I'm so deep I quench the thirst for the soul,You lost this battle from the start like a T.V.'s remote control/

You the only one the bartender punches for free,you got a lower level of vocabulary than a pre-school dictionary/

You act like you a playa but your spice without the flava,
You talk like ya got paper but ya occupation's a masterbater/

So You can go head and say my rhymes are whack cause I ain't black,But you can't deny the fact,that my rhymes have all that yours lack,and you feel lke ya got hit with a million tumtacks/~1~

ooh and for the voters trying reading the verse instead of judging it by wat it looks like.Besides I'ma newb with 10 post.....he's a mod with about 4000.Laterz~1~