My raps are harmonious, cause they all gonna rip your fony shit, you got lines worse then the jingle to that rice-o-rouni bitch, You better get a hero, to save you prick, cause I'm the anti to your hero who was just squashed like a cricket, and your rap's can't save your record which you got from Rydin ~Dicks~

I had enough of your simplistic, pre-writ shit get original and he me harder then a trick with fake tit's, you maybe quick but you can't back what you spit, your just a broke ass nigga that won't even be remembered when I end you with a quick slit, guess what faggot? You've just been ~ripped!~

I didn't even have to watch thee, your raps were more predictable then the seqeul to rocky, You can't stand it when I cop heat, you just sit back and let me empty a clip, Its funny how the blood drips, it looks as rickety as your dry toungue that did somethin you call a ~spit~

Your heroic's are cloaked, your not even worth bein hung on by a rope, I'll tie your neck with dental floss and watch you glow as you choke from the overload of rhyme's you call "dope", you can't cope with it as you yelp and grope, you got a taste of your medicine, when you lose you better not frown or ~mope~

Your shit is older then dirt, you fucken herb's just blirt whatever you think will work, but end up fuckin your mom to bite and think you merk, well it won't work, I'll slice you hands and neck off with a dirk, so you can't wear any of that fake jewelry you stole from her at work, aww don't cry even I felt how much that 1 ~hurt~

With my horde of punches I roar, leavin you all gored and on the floor go crawl back to your box of card board, and go to sleep, I'll be in your dreams to make you wheep, You will never be free'd by the rath I infected you with, even now you bleed, your career was over even quicker then the band of ~Creed~