I'm spittin these lyrical rhymes, theres no way gonna last,
your tryin to keep up, but i'm movin to fast.
some people call me, the lyracist king, a spectacular thing,
cos i'm here to bring, a new look to rapping.
I'm killin u with these lyrics, you hear it, thats the sound off you fallin to the ground,
while you tryin to get up, but i'm holdin you down.
Your just like the rest with your big rings and fat chains, your all the same,
but unlike you i stay true to the game, and never bring it to shame.
You don't understand my style, your just seein one big pile,
of words and phrases, bringin you down like rabies,
i'm keepin you to the floor,cos i'm real hardcore, watchin you bleed to death, while your seein red,
so try and get back to reality, get rid of this profanity, so that you can see clearly.
Your a young white boy, tryin to be black, i tried shaggin your mom last night but dawg, she to slack.
Your raps are unlyrical, unsinical, its only fair that you just lay down n let me walk all over you.
I'm gonna keep this one short so you betta come back quick,
cos i'm not gonna wait that long or you can suck my dick!