no more den 10 linez

i'll stab u wit a knife, but my punches should be plenty
you couldnt be ill if u were a 'dj' at '20'
u shouldnt have messed wit me dawg, but it is i whom u pick
rip off ur manhood and give it to my bitch as a toothpick
spitten to rappin is what food is to the mind
this aint no nursery home son, these vets'll leave u behind
ur just a new-b wit no skillz u little faggot
put u six feet unda so u can play twister wit maggots
i could beat u in a snap, it'd b cheaper than 7-11
it was a good shot dawg, but stop watchin me from heaven