Sabre's being put on this death bed from gunshot wounds out my sick head
I hate everything about you dick head cuz Ur flow seems pretty dead
U shitty mess You should feel bad about yourself cuz i'm glad i ain't sabre
Your everyones nightmare in rv everyones scared of this fag male raper
You shouldn't make rhymes cuz they don't really wanna be busted by you
Cuz you ain't got shit decent 2 say so they'll be disgusted by you
Ya styles more rusted then Antieks You ain't nobody from the street
I'll make your verse uncomplete cuz i don't feel it it's dying in my sleep
I'll break ya face up and make ur aperience look like homer simpson
shit i'll break stuff like limp bizkit done so you might aswell fuckin run
Cuz im murdering you for fun even though nobody knows you
Your standing on ur last leg cuz I almost got this bitch choked through