aight, i will drop the first verse


you laughin your ass off while i blast off
into space your put in your place
showd where you belong, singin songs
with timberlake when, i will drain you
rearange you , untill i tame you
man your lame dude..... or your not
you got the hot spot with suckas to your left
suckas to your right , dont be throwin lyrics outta spite
you say you got the knockout punches but i gotta hunch
you eat brunches with your moms on sundays
callin them fundays, so i leave you with this
i am nothing but bliss, dont remioniss on the things you
missed , just kiss my fist.... i will show you a knockout punch