aight yo takin too long ill spit up................

Pick MC Maurice off tha streets n cut his kid ass inta pieces, now hes decieced//
You'll cease to exist if ya fuck wit me, kick yo ass so high it defies grav-ity//
A set tha rules fo' foolz like you, thick cock suckin faggits!//
Ridin' up yo cockpit full ignition make tha decition bitch live or die//
A aint gonna forgive no kid like you a kick yo dome ama home grown nigga//
Aint none of ya'll gonna grow if yall fuck wit me and tha soon ta be recognised champion//
You be liein if ya said you can handle me cant even handle yo steering wheel//
Bouncin ya head off tha trunk, yo aint spittin beats yo spinnin funk//
Their wack, like all your shit, resembling ma pet pigeons cack//
Poppin caps into ya flack jacket aint no protection gonna help you now//
Bow down to me or yo be on ma list "Death has come to thee"//
A count to three before a rack yo strung neck on tha christmas tree//
Like jesus cricified hangin holdin yo sign "Entrance Denied"//
Ya cant even get into Wackness emergency centre youd win it like a league//
Your a disease spread throughout RB a wannabe MC//