Its over you little pussy I'm tired of you duckin you aint nothin/
Oh wait a minute you dont get pussy, its dick Ven be suckin/
Fuck em, human tortch? he shows hes a flamer, aint that sumpin?/
Not suprized, that ok, cause from his first day, we all called you gay/
I teach bitches tricks, "lose vendetta" see all dogs know to obey/
Anyways ya parents knew ya wore makeup befor you idolized violent J/
Its jus a lie that you bold, yes tha truth hurts, Oh no, in flames he burst/
I fire more lyrical chambers to this nurse then governmental commerse/
Vens sayin no way, Tx2 jus lyin in his vurse, c-mon you carry a purse/
You dont get V-ictories or W-ins cause you drive a jetta, so set-a/
Bar to beat Vendetta, c-mon jus try to spit a metta, yes you betta/
Cause even if ya 'blazin' this X-man couldnt KO me, this aint "Def Jam"/
You say you pull ho's but tha pussy an ass is ya mans left or right hand/
Vistit you befor I die? why, so I can watch you crash an burn like left eye/
The only element you hold is one of surprise, cause ya dont know how you'll die/
your a homo so dont deny, your floored an I'm fly, wheres ya astro glide/
Whoops none left, not one drip, cause ya slip ya shitty dick into fat lip/
your stuck in reverse, so getta grip, tearin papers tha only time you letter rip/
Your like my haircut, ya quickly Fade, your lines are outplayed rectal rene-Gay-ed/
All bets are in, an you should have stayed, cause even you knew checkin in
wouldnt save you from being bitchmade /


20 bars
14 minute keystyle....
(and yes its complex and yes my last line threw it off by being to long/