My vocab is sublime…you’ll find in ma rhymes
Could battle a dictionary…without bite’n any lines
Its cousin ‘It’ of the adams here… havin a try
No wonder ya cant write with ya hair in your eyes
There’s nuthin gangsta in ya spits… more like silk purse
Just like ya mothers clit I licked… tastes bad like ya verse
So Come back when you’ve grown some pubes
Cos at the minute ya aint got nuthin to lose
Ive used 1 film now im using another… the movie IT
Ya aint fucking evil… but the face sure fits!!!