Aight for a clown you pretty funny, but to me your to young imma merk you sonny//
Right now you got no Vocabulary, ya thinkin you gonna beat me you got quite an Imaginary//
What's up with DoeDoe, God damn nigga you juss a HoeHoe//
I'm killing you slowly like Second Hand Smoke, you say ya got a grl but ya gay Dicks what u like to choke//
I'm spittin this shit so fast you Confused, My lines are so tight they leave ya Amused//
See you juss a lonley kid use to Masterbation, ya like Osama Bin Ladin everything i say ya need ta kno in Translation//
I'm comin at you Quick, yea i'm slick but every flow i say you think it's a trick//
Every Body remembers the day of 9-11, you was prolly lookin up in the sky sayin "mommy look at those men flyin ta heaven"//
Rap Music is somethin that you lack, when ya spit rhymes ya lines is wack//
You like Orphins ya get Misstreated, battlin me only thing that'll happen is you get defeated//
Dawg i called you out you cant Bust Back, ya lines old they rust and are wack//
Illegal Clown ya rhymes are rusty, ya bout as hoed out at Jessica Flusty//[<grl from my school]
Aight son i'm gettin to the End, Honestly bitch i hate you i dont wanna be your friend//
Aight fuck it i beat u faster than a blink of an eye, i merked you so fast it didnt' take time for you to die//