"never be near"?//
it's your grammar i fear, slurin like you just guzzled too much beer
not competition, an incision, precision i'm dishin//
you get a good dissin, have you seein double vision from a lyrical fistin
you rhyme like a drunk truck driver on crack//
all over the place, stupid, all fucked up an wack
get a new ambition, switch up the position//
the pace might still quicken as we head for a collision
get a dictionary, your spellin is scary//
i'm count chocula you just boo berry
i'm silly and hot, let's face it, you not//
verbal laceration servin up a blood clot
continuing combustion, wack emcee reduction//
it's just like long division, except it serves a function
"playboy" you stuck in the "pent house"//
"hustle" down to the "gallery" and get your ass knocked out
Birgham Young was a morman, he knew how to fuck//
cat had 10 wives, and like them , you SUCK