Ima Specialist Top Of Tha Line Like Calf U Name Brand...
Remin Me Of Peter Pan Even If I gave u a Hook Ur Punches Never Land.... |2|
Basketball Bathrooms Under my Feet Like Ur Verse-a-tile...
Interference Connecting At Light Speed Kill All At Once To Die-all...|4|
Blow Ur Body To Piecies Like The u.S. was Donating Parts To The piece-Corp...
Slicing ur Face In half like Peeling through Screen Door...|6|
Call Him A Tired Prostitute The way U get Laid To Rest...
Take golf to the Heart The Way I Tee Off Ur Chest...|8|
Bar-B-Q.. Ur Punches Is Like Fat Ladies In Heat U Left Wit Swollen Lines-
Needle Marks on a Dope headed Sober-Dyme, End this shit in Regulation'..aint no need for 'Over-Time'..|10|