Time To Murk You Son

Im Undestribable, I leave bitches "Lost and Drown" like the "Burmuta Tryangle" wit Lyrics that are Undefinanable//
Fuck this bitch, his punch lines are like cheep Rubber condems, Their "Not very Reliable"//

This kids Cursed Mentally, his werds put me "Fast to Sleep" like pharmacy "Night Quil"//
He's Retarded wit weak Vocab and isn't able to display anythin Intalectual//

You more annoyin then kids wit Pamflits standin at yo doorstep,
Ya know, them religous Ja-hoves// (Jahova Witnesses)
Why did you jump into this Battle ya just dug your Own hole,
I think its a little too "Dangerous" for ya like "Old Gas Stoves"//

Ya "played out" like 50 Cents "In The Club"// my styles are dirtier than unwashed Scrubs// you just a Herb, a Shrub// Do us a favour and Grab sumtin Electrical then Jump into the Tub//

It says your 2 and O// So, ya battle biches wit weak vocab, plus Zero Talent and Flow// Tempt kids like me and ya wont succeed No mo cuz I'll apply Weight to yo shoulders heaveir than the Big Show//

Have you gotten to 2nd base yet? Eva fucked a bitch Hard//?
Of course not, ya probably still masterbaten usin Yo illegally Pirated Satellite Card//

Its 2:30am N' im comin up wit shit off the Top my Dead//
But I guess this bitch got tired cuz he got offline n' Went to Bed//
What the fuck dawg why ya goin back on What ya Said//
It Read you'd "spit by Tonite" In yo God damn "Bitch Slapped Thread"//

Mental Fuck! Im "Beatin down on you" like the "Suns Rays"//
Ima put an 'End' to this beginner like they did to 'Martha Stewarts Cooking Days'//.............................