yo im battlin this fag pestilence so im a/b to hand him his ass
bitch couldnt spit hot if he swallowed fire and drank gas//
im murderin this bitch so im headed for lyrical jail
hes dead gone and burnin in medaphorical hell//
wuts up wit da name pestilence? it means a fatal disease
yo tha only thang dis bitch got in genital herpes//
yo dis dude thinks he won hes only in denial
im gonna lyrical drown this bitch like we egyptian in da nile//
well im gonna rip u a/b wit my twister of adjectives
scare tha shit out you like ya saw a ghost on laxatives//
yo u rappin bout fuckin me damn you a queer
u remind me of richard simmons afta a back rub & a few beers//
yo runnin on whack flows tha lyricaly police should pull you over
ya bitch ass couldnt move crowds wit dynamite and a bulldozer//
u got ur fuckbuddy 1-n-gone talkin shit, woo
lines i throw rattle ya head and knock his ass out too//
but ha im out yo in done wit dis bitch
he thought he was tyte but i knocked him loose and left him wit a pussy itch//