Look at this bitch goin by italy//
Like a little midget, huh mini-me//
I know that your just to weak, thats why you envy me//
Thats why when you rap you do it pitifully//
All those line are just you blowin smoke//
On the venom I spit you just choke//
Cause I'm the one man takin on the mafia//
bustin shots so hot you need a fire extinguisher//
I'm not the one thats gonna linger on ya//
The only way you get laid is by a blow-up doll//
Show up, fall// NO ups-yall//
my lines are a deadly as them killas of cops//(cop-killers)
Stop drop and roll cause you've already been mopped//
Out,of,control when I handle the glock//
Not one or two a full clip full of shots//
My clip never stops// a mother fuckin girl you are you just shop//
you don't buy close or even buy shoes//
you buy lyrics to use impressin beauty saloons//
Just a little bafoon rappin to the beat of cartoon//
(Merry Melodies beat kicks in)
Look at this bitch goin by it-a-ly//
he's a punk and can't hang-wit-me//
that's why, he tried, to battle me//
but he'll fall like humpty-dumpty//
just as I suspected you were nothin at all//
when I saw your battle all the shit hit the wall//
So just go home curled in a ball//
Just another victum for the cobra yall//

A-th-i A-th-i a-th-i Thats all folks!!!