chutney ur jus another lil chink
ill chop u up n make u american mink
er throw u in jail so u be the bitch in da clink
u stink like somethin found on side of the street
a dead peice of meat that was bruised battered n beat
ur lyrics are incomplete they jus seem to repeat
like u gotta egg roll stuck up ur asshole
so jus pay the toll fer the gay guys who
get a week of parole fer rapin some dude
n beatin him wit a poll your disgustin
cuz ur lustin fer a guys ass u can bust in
ur rhymes are like a old car rustin