intro:
i read ur copy and paste it, they like the brady bunch, bitch they make me laugh
dont worry youll get ur break kid, when i lay a punch, and you break in half

ill slay first, even spit a line from a played verse
and get high off ur ashes flammed in a blassed hearst
i can make this biscuit limp like fred dursk
dudes gay, walks a round in a tutu rockin a pink purse
watch the c4 blow up and see ur soul rise in smoke
u gotta reputation? imma be the one that make ur rep get revoked
and im the one to make ur fruity ass choke, get so scared, heart beats so fast u have first and last sroke
i wish you had a mic, so i could hear you mumble and stumble, while my voice makes a zues like rumble that breaks stone
ull be like jack and jill and ill watch you tumble down and groan, i no you cant get pussy, but dude leave ur mom alone
youve been told lies now let me tell you what the truth is
your somthin not want on the RB like ray lewis

finish:
this is it now, cock my glock see what it spits out, ull be what it hits ouch, ill unleash atleast six rounds