listen guy, you couldn't be ill if snorted anthrax~through tampax~lyrically your wack//
my keen senses tell me that your really mental, a short bus rider, probably would shoot yourself wit' a pistol//
your'e Chedda Bob, and I'm 'EM, Nortorius and you're Kim//
why don't you jump off before your whole cliques roked off/
by the favorite~the patience~ heavily sedated~irrate~ never faded~ lyrics be~ kindof elate~well concentrated//
Need Webster
or do you just need the web, to look someone's lyrics and in your own try to sell/
I've been on rap viagra, I'm harder than you, I'm main reason that you'll never have a crew
Finish Him
I hope you read this wit out rubber, the next time you challenge me
hopefully you've contracted an LTD//(lyrically transmitted disease/

~RIP Intimidating~