Ok look.........


Now that I think about you battlin, it's just preposterous/
Like pictures, you just a memory, I'll rename you to "photo optics"/
Stop it, you gettin bent, like palm trees in island tropics/
How can can you be rhyMING when you blowin these crotch ROCKETS/
I got this, and any minute you'll understand/
You couldn't rep HOODz if you was fuckin the MILKman/
Little pervert, you suckin the dick so damn often/
That you got father 'what's his name" rollin over...in his coffin/
It's hard when, the competition is so lacking/
You claim to be the shit, when all you doin is fudge packin/
Laughin, hard at the murder that bout to happen/
You couldn't SURVIVE this, if the whole TRIBAL council was backin/
Are you rappin, cause they all look like hollow verses/
You wouldn't make SENSE if you was chillin in CHANGE purses/
Worthless, leaving you belly up in black hearses/
"Bambino" cause I'm liftin you like supersitious curses/
On purpose, listen you're not on a level to spit with me/
I'll cover your inTUITION, cause I just SCHOOLed you for free!


Peace