No One Likes-Dissing-Me, I Make Your Life-A-Misery
Then I Erase Your Rep Like Your Porn Site-History
Born With A Light-Deficiency You’re Always In The Dark
You Ain’t Got No Guns Like The Warriors In Central-Park
When You Present-Your-Art Its Hammered, I Let The Mel-Slide
This Kids A Piece Of Knob Cheese He Even Reps The Bellside
If I See YOU In The Club Then It’s Time To Hit The Floor-Man
Got More-Fam, The Doorman Holds You Till I Got A Sore-Hand
You Get A Fore-Hand And Cry But I’m Afraid Nobody Noticed
I’m Glad This Isn’t Live Coz I Can’t Stand Your Halitosis
I Know These Thoughts Show Your Cheap Lines Lack-In-Cost
You Leave this Battle Red Faced Like Grandma Caught You Jacking-Off
Your Lacking, You’re Soft, If You Wore A Condom You Couldn’t Cum-Tite
Yeah You’re From The Street You Got A Starring Role In Bum-Fights
Some-Night I’ll Come And Get You, Storm Madd Preachers Churches
And Burn-It, Act Perverted And Crucifix Ya Mommas Cervix