When i flaten u santas elves late for xmas wouldn't wanna rap wit cov kid/
u dont want me to lift u of the ground like reindeers when the
klachnicov spits/
leave you toe to top ripped to pieces like chow mein so i eat u wit chop sticks/
i could soak your pen in petrol set it a flame u still couldn't write a hot hit/
yea you're right u got issues when you said it /
testing me will take u away like the paramedics/
I bet you're the real Canibus, tryin to revive your career/
mad cos LL poked ur rear now ur ass swallows the chair/
u aint Daniel so dont step in the lions lair/
My time is here and my name's getting around like a sphere/
bringing it to phorce u must be sick in yor head/
win i finshed wid this kid he wil be diling 0800-wish-i-was-dead/

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