You born to kill? Glad they didn't name you born to spit...
The name fits... you bore me to shit... your whole formula's bit...
Give up text, implement your lyric form into braille...
Cause that's the only way that people's gonna feel what you spell...
You even real? I can't tell... your rhymes is plastic as fuck..
RB's an assembly line of rhymes.... you just package 'em up...
From Open Mic to Front Lines you known for dickridin nuts...
You even took the dick from Chrit.... your never passing him up... (Born is second place for best record)