When your listenin to me, you think I'm an inspiration,
Cos you fall to the ground following newton's law of gravitation,
Fuck with me, I'll force you to take all the drugs across the nation,
Phone the cops, they'll put you into rehabilitation.
I heard about your application, Turned down by the International Development Association.
So then you try to get Unemployment Compensation, but they find you have a job, singin in a subway station.
What you need to do boy, is go and grab a pen, think about ways of dissin me, write it over and over again.
Yo' think that your bitch sings like a Carolina Wren, Yo' must be fuckin stupid to confuse a bitch for Johnothan Glenn.
But when you sit there typin words, thinkin of what to put against me, we agree. This shit must be perfect to the nearest fuckin Degree.
Now KillerChopSuey's getting cleaver, words increasing in size, he should win a nobal Prize
And when he steps on the stage and he spots before his eyes, a bitch who is pint-size, and about 5 times oversize
That's when he starts to realise, No one is gonna dispise, cos there gonna see his bitch and say "Who ate all the pies?"
Fuckin Dick, penis about as fuckin small as a Tooth Pick, Hit you with a Scissors Kick, Then you'll walk the roads with a walkingstick