mERKin this queen you ain't no pensman, I'm a fucking savage the discrepancy between weak and mediocre//
I'm gonna be the one to end ya streak.. Your chances of beatin me are like a FAG in a game of 'straight' poker//
I clown but I'm no joker , I'm leavin you 'out of commision' sorta like a stalk broker..qUEEN the really is you need to quit crossin me//
Lynch ya ass with 'string'.. That's what I'm flossin homie.. Leavin folks askin did he survive the blast.. No but he had a little hole cut in the ass of his body cast//
Your a fuckin bitch, givin RB a bad name.. Theres nothin to do.. This is like a 'bored'(board) Game//
I aim and spit flames at frames 'n dismantle ya conceited ass, fuckin with me in text will get you mistreated fast//
You won't pass go.. Ya simple words won't make the cut, merkin king in a downwards spiral gettin 'screwed' over sorta like a lug nut.. although.. I'm takin it easy//
I'm spittin sleazy shit.. Twistin ya intestines sorta like when diariaa hits 'n ya got the shits.. But it gets worse..//
I'm known send slugs sluts 'n be quick with wits get sick in a verse, speakin on words so cold.. I'll leave ya lips chapped with these spits 'n disperse rounds//
My words impact like a Train stoped dead in it's tracks, gonna have my face scuplted in candels.. Cause I'm wick-it(wicked) on wax with intence sounds//