yo yo
dawg your lyrical skillz are restrict/
your rhymes...... make my pillz sick/
yeah im poor maybe even lazy and crazy/
gotta rape you lyrically so u can embrace me/
betta poke my vocal chords wid pieces of oak doorz/
stole ya pantie drawerz and broke ya bones wid both aorz/
got u in choke hold...... rappin in yo ear/
battlein u dear ? ........bitch im laughin all year/
gassin u rich crib belt ya and held ya scalp on ya casketz rear/
skill magnitude, went to ya abode killed u and passed my feud/
i dare ya cum to me u get ya ass bruised/
i aint interdependant on you /
hid in this sentence im an ascendant sent to linger
next ta breakfast venders and beat tha sense wid a killah pendant to/


u go