deciet get's beat like two afro-americans at a klan rally wearin sheets//
merked by verbs that serve up a hungry man portion of absurd curved words
stainless like seel i cut at ya throat till you gasp and choke//
no hope, no scope i leave you burnt ragged and broke
you lookin like a weight watchers flunkie turned ben and jerries junkie//
the only way your style's fat was by eatin "chunky monkey"
clobber you on the head with lyrical clubs//
i know that your raw from where my iritating style rubs
you got less game than checkers with missin pieces//
i stuff hot verbs in ya mouth till your babbalin nonsense ceases