yo listen,

joe black im about 2 smack u back from ur dreams 2 the reality of bein wack/
my heat makes ur rhymes disintagrate, u complicate cos ur shits so thick u hard a dilalate/
elevate? u need 2 get a break, stay awake cos as much as u hate it dream lands fake/
take every punch u throw n swallow leavin u hollow, wiv no lines left that u can use 2 follow/
apollo 13, a disaster only second 2 your mum shaggin a dude who should av coated his dick in plaster/


"meet joe black" a bitch who can't put together 2 lines in consetion, u ain't no exception, 2 me u make no impression/
lines hittin u hard leavin ya face scarred, hard? no u flop like my dick wen ya mum comes within a yard/
either ur verse is jared or theres jus no connection, the polls an election where i win n u feel rejection/

RIP joe, created by a 2-dollar hoe time 2 show the whole world that u nothin but a homo/
take this home n read bac n slow-mo, so u get the way a "rubbed this in ur face" like i took a course in aromo//

soz bout the wait ad 2 do some shit,

now u dawg!