*WARM UP*
Now Its Over Kid, Your Left Under - And This Kid Was More 'Corky' Then 'Barrys-Bat'...
In My 'Grips', Only Way Your 'Felt' - Cause Your 'Less Appealing' Then 'Hairy-Backs'//

*MERK TIME*

iT'S Ill-ViZioNz killing bitches like you without makin a sound/
leaving em six feet in there Kofin dead "UNDER GROUND"/
Dawg, you should be named RB's herb-of-the-month/
i heard you speak, now i know the words-of-the-cunts/
You the wackes of wack, you even the nerd-of-the-runts/
I'll Split Your 'Globe', Now I 'See Your Thoughts' - Leavin U All Alone With 'Flashbacks'...
In The Zone Im 'Abstract' - Like When I 'Connect Ya Collar Bone To Your Ass-Crack'/
Mayne..-hoe here be wack its the same-hoe who, as soon as he came-goes to flame-more unnamed-hoes/
This is how I maim-you twice after you came-to you don’t seem to get it, this how the game-goes /
You winnin? that’s real ‘folk’-lore, you could suk everything, but ya can’t toke-whore/
So ya smoke-more wack emcees, you stepped to the wrong-one,/
when it came to smoking you, I went fast but even my bong-won/