Beginning
I 'spit my shit' while ya 'lick ya clit' and you 'ride on dicks'//
I 'flip the switch' to show how ya records filth cause ya a 'bitch that bit'//
In truth ya really just a craftsmans, a fool//
Thats an act you put on so you can get ya hands on "tools"//

Building Up
(T)his (h)ideous (e)lephant is a (H)ick (a)sshole with (n)o (d)ick (s)hits the true element//
(O)ne (f)ight is stoppable, I say (G)ood (o)nly (d)ykes (s)top I thought good he'll stop and see this rhyme is un-toppable//*
You'll need a water to drink after you see what I wrote//
I'm not worried about ya spit cause ya raps are at a lyrical drought and ya skills have sunk//


Finisher
Say something witty as your last remark//
Tommorow yall be dead with ya last memory a dog bark//**

*Read all the letters in parenthesis

**Killed by a dog

Probably merked but one of my better verses