hey miscykle u think ur some kind of badass physcopath
we all know that ur rhymes amount to the smell of hot trash
hey mother fucker its about time u did the maths
me plus u equals u gettin badly kicked in the ass
its a fact that my lines pack a whirlwind punch
infact theyll make contact with u and make ur bones crunch
I bet u jack off all day and suck on pixie sticks
u probably think ur a girl cos of ur tiny limp dick
Ur flow is split up and dead like limp bizkit
i drop more lyrical bombs than a b52 or friends of saddam
i got fools like u who drop there jaws and say "oh damn"
mother fucker u just one big joke
u sound like ure fucked on smack on coke
mother fucker u shuld be caught by the law
for suckin on old mens sperm with a straw
then u deserved to be gagged and hand cuffed
cos afterall ur flows or rhymes aint even rough
so back the fuck up i culd get u mounted and stuffed
ur ideal girl wuld probaly an old queen latifah
ud probably do her on on ur mumas three seater
but then again i forgot u were gay
thats probably why u asked ure mum to get u laid
ure like some old crusty vampire in that movie blade
ur dead and useless and raps not ure trade
So mother fucker u better watch ur punk ass back
i just planted a bomb in ur mumas huge ass crack.