This Nigga MiC ChEcK is A wack Mc jus a lil' Middle Weight wonna be a moderated /
This bitch ain't shit like his ass was constapated/
jus like a old blue jeans you get quickly faded/
i threw darts at MiC ChEcK and it was your face~that~ate~it/
so how you gunna say Cheese when ya face~is~grated/
you ain't even an Mc so don't even turn your mic on/
i don't even have~to judge~you you say it all in your icon/
you couldn't even light up the set if u turned a bright light~on/
you couldn't paint a picture wit wordz if u spit wit a can of krylon/(spray-paint)
Fuck letting bygons be bygons im coming wit a truck-lode of firearms/
while MiC ChEcK brings a super-soaker so i can slip and slide on/
his whole crew... i'll catch a bullet in mid-air and guide it through~you/
your more bitch than a female dog rockin' a tu-tu singin' bunny Foo-foo/
ur wack duke...When depressed i trap u inside a capsil and pop u like a pill of Paxil/(anti-depressent)
so don't get gased up MiC ChEcK u ain't going nowhere like a broken axel....