I'm sick, I'm bout 2 be "Spittin Quik" cuz we all know dat Spittin

Quik's lyrics aint shit/Lil Prick over there suckin dicks, Man we all know

That theres a glitch up in his Matrix/ He wanna fuck wit it but he

can't/ Nigga I'ma big foot punk and guess who's the ant/ I'ma crush

ya flow bitch, ya styles aint shit/ U like "Malibu's most wanted"

spittin dat wack white boy ish/I cant believe that this cat said he

wanted 2 battle me/ When I'm the type a nigga who run up in

ya "crib" and take ya fuckin "rattle"(most valued possesion) G/

Fuckin simp, you'll neva be a pimp, especially when ya girl steady

complainin bout u bein Limp/ What a wimp, ya need 2 be like

popeye and go eat ya spinach/ Maybe then u can get it up and

Let ya girl finish/ Until then, I'ma get up in, and show ya girl why

they call me Pimpalicious-Pimpin-Ken/ And beat them fuckin pussy

walls in, untill she can manage/ Stick that shit so far up in her, I'll give Her ass Brain damage/

Spittin Quik, I bet ya get smitten quik/ Stuck wit a fat lip, cuz

ya steady talkin shit/Bitch Fix ya muh fuckin tone when ya

speak/ I bet they call u Urkel cuz ya sound a like a geek/ Who

beats his meat on a daily damn basis/ I coulda told u muh fucka

that U really wouldnt wanna face this/ Bad, pimpin ass son of a

bitch/That'll "Spit Quik", merk ya ass & leave ya in a ditch/

Fuckin Queer bait, U shoulda known ya cant hack it/ I got so

many "Trix" up my sleeve they should call me "silly Rabbit"/

So how many mic's have u ripped in a minute?/ How many D.J.s

got ya record and they dont wanna spin it?/ Prolly all of 'em, Hey but how

could ya blame em?/ They prolly knew was gay, niggas knew u

was flamin'/

Its over dawg I finished ya cuz u didn't mean shit 2 me/ As muh

man Shang Tsung says It over "Flawless Victory" (Fatality)