i know u embarresed cause brankles is da name they gave u//
will somebody give his rymes a security review, and check which underground flow he reffered to//
why do i always battles da cats dats lame, cause ya styles one in da same,i'm killin ya confidence game//
ya stupid ass lyrics'll turn dis battle into a guessin game*, let me give u a clue*, shut da fuck up before i give u a swift kick to ya head and crush ya internal frame//
ya sweet ass lyrics come in different varietys//
then u share wit ya buddies in ya secret clubhouse society//
u couldnt see wit ya lyrics cause dem shits is straight wack//
put a bullet in ya head while we on stage to create a diversionary attack//
pull ya keys out ya pocket to get ya ride out da bicycylce rack//
i'll crush ya bitch ass like a hydrolic press, u a fag ass male, so i send u on da pony express//
u discrace to all guy, so i'll call u a damsel in distress, and never the less, bets beileve i end all my battles wit sucess//
i'll murder ya ass, wit a big ass puncline//
i'll rip off your skin, hand to ya country ass moms, and her car will have a new interior design//
i'll pop u a third eye, i had to do this to u cause u's a wise guy, i'll fill ya mouth wit more nut than i pecan pie, drench ya dull ass rymes wit flouresent die, and finish u off by sayin bye//
oh yea, and before u plunge through the sky, take a good look cause dis is da nigga u got destroyed by, now in da blink of an eye, watch dis pussy fall and meet his lyrical demise//