Man I should smash your face,
Comin up ere in dis motha fuckin rap battling place
Wit de weak lyrics, dawg don't let me hear it
You can't be serious or either your delirious,
"These quotes are too tricky" man suck my dickie,
Ya betta fone ya momma and tell her to come get ya,
Coz once I'm finished wit ya,
Ya wont know wot hit ya,
The way ya rap it doesn't really fit ya
You like dat dom I used on ya HIV mom,
Ugly, black n blue looks like 15 stitched up mats,
Overused from me fucking her up da twat,
Man you n her hve been living like sewer rats,
Fucking cats all day just to get their money,
Your shit ain't funny,
I would love for this to never to end,
But your moms calling for 12 inch bell-end,
So all ends well n happy,
but not for your bitchass fatty,
So you better go back to living like a deprived sewer rattie.