I'll put myself closer to your level (turnin it down 100 notches)
i wouldn't go all tha way ta ya level cos i'd probably get herpe's or aid's or sumin.

Put me in order, Fuck that, i'm a lyrical Rhyme'sta//
Rippin you ta shit like yo tha loch ness monsta//
I'ma slip, slide an bury your kind, yall sittin back smellin of formaldahyde//
You about a pleasent as a bean bein' refried//
Re-tried re-Rhymed your whole shits off da line//
Cos i derailed ya train wit spits oversized//
So i'ma rize up an slice ya ta shit, put you ta bed kitten cos you dont wanna get bit//