im wack?|| B,when i attack im sicker than the fuckin cancer society
murder you quietly|| Im out landing you in punches like failed sobriety||
So whats ya priority?|| i'll beat you hands down like kids late for class
You the typa dude, take lie detector test on ya sex|| and not pass!?
this dude'll get blasted|| like anorexic bitches ya skill is flaccid
die Bastard||can't see u top chartin||like lookin tru stevie wonders glasses