emcee the low class breed, garbage free bee
look i ain't even tryin hard, retard
i said look, penetrated a hook into a soft chest
now its too late, i get hurt i regenerate never the less
you just a lost case, wit a slow pace
make you catch a case wit the jakes
don't fall asleep, keep ya eyes open
crawl into a dream, have you veins slit open
this is just an introduction to my perfection
this tenth line is the end to my fine lullabye