Intro:

who in there right mind sent you to challenge-the-God
your whole family has been "wack'd" but somehow they salvaged-ya-moms






.:.::U Shouldn't Have Don' It::.:.

my raps'll-bury-ya-best, you can't eat me I have bacterial-flesh
tried to eat Sicks, now Cannibal remains as half-ears-and-a-neck
my adive-is don't bite-Sicks it's a vague scene for ya taste
like his mommies-puss',can't recall how-he-looks
(he)just leaves with gang-green-on-his-face
ya mothers a bitch-in-the-flesh, since I stop givin'-her-sex
that night you caught her in my hand cuffs
she wasn't resistin'-arrest (lol)
now her kid-wants-to-test Jay-Sicks like I really take-shit
I get you burnt and stained quick, rinsed. like a steak pit
I chain-necks-of-animals
and drain-chests-of-cannibals
your rhyme-way far behind-Jay even my shadow said don't battle-you
I'll put the flames-out your lame-mouth
squares-get-ruined, this match's-outta-your-cirlce (damn cigarettes)
spheres-light-those-up like pierced-nitro's-truck
your queer I'm doin' rap-honor-to-hurt-you
your dead, mommies-heart-is-poured, after she see's sonny-chalk-this-board
dead or alive? his heads-in-his-rhymes he only looks sick like Charli Baltimore
I get evil-and-do-rappers-some-harm, the feeble-get-smacked-and-alarmed
your blind when you mother had you she must've put that needle-back-to-her-arm (GAME OVER!)






Sorry I didn't no you was online