U cocky? I’ll jerk my cock in ya eye….den u’ll look cock-eyed//
Grab a blunt?puff yo ass like spinach….drop on ya ass like an anchor,call me popeye//
I’m shit?I’ll shove ya head so far up ya ass….. u’ll b seeing shit clearly//
I got a house of 1000 corpses, ya mommas 1/1000….still don’t mean u should fear me//
I can flow to any beat,can U?….na u flow, like smok’n crack while try’n to fall asleep//
Biter!Fo a verse u can play poker and call keeps…fo a dolla in change I’ll rip u, have u look’n cheap//
My $tyle is crazy, ur punches r weak…but My flow like a river “flows” rappad//
Dis dude thinks hes pure gangsta….cuz he stands in da corna,sell’n dunkin donuts like a drug attic//
Ya linez r dry’d out, need to water dem….befo dey turn dead and moistur’d, like chapstick//
Even if ya ass wuz runn’n, in da “cold”……ya ass still couldn’t catch dis//(catch these puches)

BLAH!!!