My rappin is infinate superstiously unique//
dont fuck with me or i will put a bullet in your ass cheek//
hope you ready 4 da consiquences//
step up and put up your wack ass defences//
your rappin is nonsence, hence the reason why i got your whole familiy straped to my back yard fence//
your grandma screamin can we not just be freinds//
YYYYYEEEEAAAAAAA of course...SYYYYKKKEEEE//
bullshit can we fuck be freinds //
so walk on bye and i will give you a death letter that you can send//
to all the mother fuckin cops you intend//
but really your whole rap game is shitty pretend//
yo full clip...yea cool name... pitty you aint got no penis to enter the game//
the game is not to be playd...the game plays U//
and watches over every little thing that you do//
so watch you back when you start doin your voodoo// *cycopath*
theres nothing to do..you aint got no clue//
what to do in this battle...i have ripped you through and through//