Not a angry man but on the mic i get steamed and heated for a while/
the only time your ass gets a go ahead, is a walk down the green mile/

and i dont even have to use english to leave your ass flattened/
"uckfay ouyay" there i'd just insulted you in piglatin/(fuck you)

pain I inflate, you an emcee disgrace, use my rhymes to splatter your face/
you not even good enough for expensive china I serve you on paper plates/

My freestyle can tear your so called tough and buff Shit up verbally enough/
I'd still destroy you even if I had my rough hands cuffed and my mouth shut/

Im sicker than japs, I empty face more than bulemic's son, i cant be ate/
This battle is cake, Ill leave your 'emotions on the floor' cuz they cant stand the hate/