wollow in defeat cos i follow no-one n im swallowin this beef//
chew...spit...disbelief as a giv u a laxative 4 quik relief//
shootin at ya chest where a bullet proof vest n still be put to rest//
still thinks hes best cos at his christening the vicar addressed him as blessed//
hit you wiv leathal injections leavin u contagious wiv numerous infections//
"the king back for his throne"?....snap ya joints so it looks like im clonin bone//(snap in two)
Over 200 posts and aragorn still thinks playin scrabble with his gram is wordplay//
heat in my hand like the statue of liberty, priority 2 leave u in an ashtray//
choke you on ya own verse to watch ya throat burst//
as you will tell from who votes first..yes the truth hurts//
traumatized as a child since the day u were circumsized//
aragorn i'll snap ya spine then ya ribs so ur parrellel to paralized//