since we talkin' bout spirits~evil demons trying to right lyrics/ this kid learned Webster, so what, no one in here feels it//
now RB fans questionin' how can I kill the dead/ I let em spit first, he lives/ when I drop/ he's dead//
its not bout where your from its about where you at/ you from Eternity, but your career is the exact opposite//(never happened)
prepare for this excercist/ you rehearsed a bit/ changed ya' name 5 times and think you'd come reckin' shit/ you worthless bitch//
one may think that you're a hot rapper/but I know your past, you're softer Capser// Actor//
internet thug/ you need a big hug/ battlin' me doesn't fit like a Simpson glove// (OJ)
you see I desifered you're plan before the plan was plotteded/ I can see right through you like a fag is spotteded//
now just for play on words/ you little herb/ I lit you up, burned you slow/ you little terd//
my tactics~one cleverly rapid~ bombin' like Bush after the attacks from Bin Laden/ you been lackin'//
your odds went on a diet cause your chances are slim/ to defeat me, you'll need more stolen lines from Eminem// Kountri Killin'him//
~RIP~
considerin' you're a ghost, you must have died right/ after this, you'll be the only person to ever die twice//
~the burial~
without a Kodak I can make the picture go still/ my lines are deadly/ THEY DON'T PUNCH THEY KILL

sorry I'm late, I just got back home..................................