My mother smoked crack, I had a premature birth
I'm just a nerd cursed, wit badly disturbed nerves
Who wanna be the one to step up and get served first?
Ninety-nine percent of aliens prefer earth
So I'm here to rule the planet, startin wit your turf
All I do is I make my rhymes based on my own head and mind. For you wannabe thats something thats hard to find, Thats right you fucking idiot, your brain. When I spit my rhymes there fucking insane. Thats all Im about is this rap game,
If I don't like you, I'll snatch you outta your mic booth
While you're rappin and pull your right through the window and fight you
I'll take you straight to the pavement
Uppercut you, and scrape your face wit a bracelet
Like a razor that shaved it
So I say bye I dont want to lie to you nigga but you suck, and really this was waste of time you lil FUCK