christopher reaves can swim where the fuck you been
maybe its where have i been
i havent heard of reaves since i was 10
wasnt that superman, i got at him with em's anthrax napkin
hes dead jsut like you when im done rappin
im bomb droppin pistol poppin young white boy
your rhymes should be on the soundtrack for the story of toys
you must be confused boy, im the real mckoy
so go change your diaper or ill beat your ass with a windshield wiper
yeah you right bout my lungs but its from the weed
i dont know where you from
you dont post it cuz you emberassed
you couldnt shot the deputy i gutted the sheriff
im the rarest of all mc-s im drunk as fuck so give me the keys
ill drive all night lookin for a fight
oh yeah your a vampire youll work just right
ill cut you just like blade, i think i know you
your that vampire still rockin da fade
go back to second grade learn how to right
until then dont try to battle much less write
your text is whack, go back to sellin crack
holla at this boy, set off the pitbulls i borrowed from big boi