sorry for the wait........


Call me death star cus I'm vaporizin ya ghetto/
Throw ya mouth off a cliff an make this toy yoda echo/
My flow's heavy against you so swollen it's unabridged/
The index will torch ur stomach but I'll keep the contents fridged/
The style in which ya rap got me thinking that you are the missing link/
plus, you couldnt throw hard punches if ya got horny and spilled ya drink/
this bitch is more evident in completely frozen puddles that couldnt be moved with magical charms/
i've witnessed iller lyrics from carcinogenic children with muted speech and no arms/
youve been off beat so long that im beginning to think your a retired cop/
and im not a butcher but im gonna leave you resembling lamb chops/
your hells angels squirrel the amount of nuts you ride/
or at least your the living dead – the way youve already died/