As I walk out and stand in front of the crowd
Their screams and shouts get loud
Grab the mic looked into it and growled
And this is what came out of my mouth

Ice u will be to blame for this claim of u being insane//
i got more nasty shit than bleeding clit stains//
ur rhymes are lame and mine are sicc made unlike urs that are shit made//
anything u spit's fake, fuck with me and get dragged down an alleyway and get raped//
wasn't that u on tape with R. Kelly on that date//
anyway bitch fate's heading this way//
this'll be long and bloody like O.J. Simpson's case//
ur a disgrace with a smack to the face//
like Rodney King u get beat after a chase and sprayed with mace//
even if u were Jesus u wouldn't get saved no matter how much u've aged//
u spit slut-ty things that dangle and drag like pus-sy rings//
ur mouth won't open to spit like u got stabbed by rust-y things//
ur an opponent with no exponent i'll put an x-on-it u should know what that means//
it seems that ur sub-par like Charlie Sheen//
never seen on anything bigger than a T.V. screen//
believe me u queen when i grab ur neck wring there will be no breath for scream//
discussion dis-cussin sounds dis-gustin cut ya throat til it's gushin ur voice will sound like a percussion//
like the new water bottle u promise nothin//
i'm an enhancer of rhymes written by God's son//
wake with colon cancer sittin next to Sharon Osbourne//
born in a storm that left ur butthole in a different form and warm//
cut u up in a dry field like Children Of The Corn//
sittin back watching porn, could'a sworn i'm dangerous and armed when my crew swarms//(about to be in one)
like christmas slayers ur death i gived it(gifted)//
in the hospital accepting no visits cuz ur spine is going to be like me simply twisted//