it's as simple as A-B-C~1-2-3,listen 'kid' if I was Michael Jackson u couldn't Fuck-With-Me!,my mouth is shootin' off u betta Duck-Quickly//
I got u so stressed ur Hair-Line's-Receding,the Ink-U-Faded(incubated) is soft 'son' like ur still Breast-Feeding!//
I spit more Shit-Than-Ur-Colon, my 'punches' hit n' split ur lip..leavin it Swollen//
look .. nothin is more homocidal than a Murdera', so how u claim to be tha top MC when noone's Heard-Of-Ya//
I saw ur battles n' record dun' .. jus keep on Pad-Pad-Pad,jus' be Glad after the paternity test I took .. I-Aint-Ur-Dad(lol)//
my fists are swingin' a fury..so lay on the 'porch' b4 u get 'Decked',I've chest-Checked the lyrically Per-fect..so speak @ me Correct b4 u get Wrecked//
diggin tha mic' in ur sternum..cuz u cant stomach what I spew,so lay on ur back for the 1-2-3 n' make it easy on ur crew...//
I'm explosive like concepts of Nuclear Fission,u hurl Puke-But-I-Listen,it's like u don't even kno Who-Ur-Dissin,ur spittin ur best..n' I jus flow smooth Like-Im- Pissin//
be Easy or ur ashes will join the air in the Breeze,we play nice on the mic' ..but don't hesitate to Squeeze//
so accept this 'L' as a compliment son .. cuz I can hand em' out in 3's ...//