Yo im a fuckin killa boy, words like the knife of the mad hatter
u gettin exploded and eroded like firecrackers in bladders
u fire back bitch Im faster not a joke but i pack punches
i got u hunchin and sweatin like impregnated crunches
bitch yo rhymes are like bonnie and clyde-got all shot up
vocab flyin way past yo head yo bitch ass go hide n duck
u wanna rhyme or what but dawg yo record says it all
its like u get on RB after you take shots of plenty alcohol
thats cool dawg cool off u problably been gettin fucked
ya like the leprechaun without the cereal-butt outta luck

nohate...