Comedian sonning him fast cause this dummy is wack
you got two first names but are still coming in last
i'm a master with switch blades, cracking his skin base
knock ya head through ya collar and leave it trapped in his ya cage
i'll put the bat to ya and you'll leave with a shattered skull
so you better 'run for cover'... like a track team catalogue
"I can drop my wackest shit" pathetic excuse & rhymes are just dull
I'll uppercut your jaw... till your brain hits the inside of ya skull