nigga, you ain't merkin nobody. i'll
leave dead. ya body chopped up
an in the lobby of ya moms office. bitch
this is a lyrical blow to ya head. to
ya ass tha examiner, the autopsy
shows nothin but lead. fuck it
i don't need a weapon to kill
my words alone will merk you
i'm FA REEL, this is real ENTERTAINMENT
you's a closet fag, you need to CUM
out. so we can stop you now 'fore you fuck
some more. lettin niggaz feel on ya nuts
like ya name was PAT MAGROIN. you ain't
interested in sluts, you like ya hoes to
have nuts. it gives ya somethin to screw

*talkin*
nigga, you faggot ass hoe, you goddam dickless son of a bitch, you have just been lyrically merked