Ayo......

::Opening::

Our ranks in this battle are Weaponz¹... Ripper²...ya NUMBER'S-UP //
Ya delivery is WOODEN, and I'm 'BOARD' of it like it was a LUMBER-TRUCK //

I'ma take Canadian BEEF 'ACROSS THE LINE'...don't need trucks to roll-to-kill-you //
You'll be almost as "ILL" as me when I SERVE YA RAW with mould-and-mildew //
Like old ladies falling down stairs I'm prone to TRIP OUT and BUST-from-da-HIP //
Wearing ya momma's 'HOOK UP BRA' and breaking it is the only time you've 'BUST'-ED-A-CLIP //
The only way ya 'SHIT' could come close to 'HARDNESS' is getting raped-in-the-BUTT //
You're like a BARBER WITH NO SCISSORS...ya ain't MAKIN'-DA-CUT //
Weapon's head is an INSANE ASYLUM...sicker than mental-illness-wards //
'BITE THE BULLET'...I put more LEAD in ya teeth than ya dental-fillings-whore //
I'll GET UNDER YOUR SKIN by sticking my finger in the hole-in-ya-chest //
Helping me to 'paint my house' is the only way you could 'ROLL'-WITH-DA-BEST //
The F.D.A. told me this 'OX' is safe-to-be-'ATE' //
He's also a mental 'VEGETABLE' so he fills a second space-on-my-plate //