Working in brooklyn I know that you do, I don't even got a job and I get paid more then you do, manipulatein your every move with voodoo, you feelin shootin pains through your veins, as your fuckin your uncle lou, stickin your dick in a jar from a couple hundred yards while your hard, you rhyme like a retard, can't even spit 1 ~bar~

I dare not quit, I spit quick and screw you over like B. Rabbit did to lickety split, it was writ in a hyrogliphic that a dope nigga would talk shit about a white boy with a dry tounge who couldn't spit, playin ya like an electric guitar riff, get outta hear with that prewritten shit, for I fuck you up the prick, little maggot ~bitch~

As I retort, I'm gettin bored rappin gainst a whore whos still stuck to his momma's imbillical chord, you roar as I'm hittin you with punches galor, not only did you bite but I think you swallowed your hole verse, from a bitch that I threw in a herse, not even god can save ya don't even bother goin to the ~church~

You should have digressed, your left with a split in your chest as I leave my merk on your breast, you probably got a mexican to make you like Tyson chicken's buisness, should have wore a bullet proof vest, but that wouldn't even put you to rest, cause my music is full of 16th notes aint no room for an eigth ~rest~

Wow your momma just ate you out, not with a fork or a spoon she used a spork, she invted me to join but I said keep that room for 2 to your dad cause I'm sick of him suckin my long hard broom, Your fucked up and crude, I don't mean to elude but when your rhymein agaisnt me, hell your not even ~rude~

I'll now and your torture, don't worry you'll be your mom's new boyfriend when your daddy divorce her, now I'll empty your brain of all thoughts, it'll just be a big blur, opps I think I unplugged the wrong thing, you weren't suppose to hit the floor with a big splat, shit it's too late you've been ~purged~