this kid Is wack as fuck ,ima clap this shut And slap this slut,
ya Rap Is fucked, I 'ripped out ya spine', thats why no one wants to 'Back'You Up!!//
BiG ApES iller with tacticals,
im like the beltway sniper, cause im killin in capitols!!//
Ya rhyming ain’t the tightest, you can tell from how I write this,
That I’m so ill, I get fan mail that contains the Anthrax virus//
ill punt ya team, ‘the shoe’ll fit in’, y’all love how I do this kid in,
a killed description fits CrazyE to a T like crucifixion//
stepped into the bout punching, Apes about to drop and rock the ring ,
this aint a game, but ill strain the pain, so call me the knockout king //
got the crowds thinkin ApE is clumbsy, the way i seem to always drop butter, (butter = dope)
the only rap-show you ever seen is when you rented it from block-buster //
my fan clubs a known market while you lack applauds, drop it,
take a wrench to your crotch, turns your nuts into ball sockets//
i always get the applauds dog, its never, honestly, stoppin,
while you get patted on the back more than johnson n johnson //
cant you see my psalms are heavenly, get blessed with great flow,
call me the archangel APE since i seem to toss out so many halOs//!!!!!



MERKKKK endin

try to compete bitch, its gonna take alot more to defeat this,
when i dont even have to speak shit to leave this pussy speechless//