*Av picks up the mic...*


EVERYONE... GATHER AROUND..!


You'll be shook n weak prey... sprung off cancer and drugs,
see you'd be surprised how rapid ya blood cells... when put on ebay...
I realize ya mom didn't want you... watch Av put this in action,
hated me so much... she spent hours in labor... to put you back in...
I'm viscious ta fuck with... ya eyes mist & erupt quick
& when I see them tears runnin... I'ma put them bitches on crutches...
So return ta ya crib before this drama unfolds,
Or Av'll cut ya fuckin throat... dj style... like ya neck had volume control...
So what the fuck can ya do ta save you from tearin' and shredding?
Well ya can start off ya career with a blow job... like American Wedding...
The title’s mine... I merk... & I’m coppin’ it now
Cos ya’ body’s fully hidden in a trash can like Oscar the Grouch...
I'm raping you Ice, remodeling, your well known 'n fondled
Av'll reconstruct your manhood... 'n build pretty pink condos...
usin my name for fame... claimin to be on top,
this kid is fully comp- uter... he'll die in graphic nature - courtesy of Adobe photoshop...


*drops mic and walks away*


fuck checkin in and comin back...


Av...