Your Rhymes Are Pointless… Like Parties With No-Kegs
I’ll Put This Pussy To The Floor… Like A Hoe With No-Legs
I’d Take Your Whole-Head But I Missed And Hacked-Your-Mind
Coz Like A Blunt Executioner… I’ve Got An Axe-To-Grind
I’ll Attack-Your-Rhymes; You Must Have Balls For Confronting-Me
You Couldn’t Win This Battle If Your Whole Crew Abducted-me
You Can’t Stand Up-To-Me… So Don’t Make Me Repeat-It
Coz Like A Vietnam Vet… You’re Permanently Seated
You Thought This Would Be Easy But Wait Until-I-Rhyme
The Only Thing YOU Were Born To Kill… Was My Time