Verse 1:
I post lyricaly wat other people wanted 2 c
visualy, eyes glued 2 da screen until de bleed
an easy read it seems i jus cant produce
get mad and throw da keyboard across da room
A fluke 2 so many, pissy 4rm luke warm Remey
Henny bottles empty, my rhymes are so elementry
inspiration is dim plus writers block is a bitch
if i cant spit 6 bars i flip out and throw fits
my rhymes hit softer den Anna Nicoles tits
and come out more innosent den da fuckin Olsen twins
im 6 inches 4rm da end, send a post card 2 my freinds
and tell em i saw the light and walked right da fuck in!

Hook:
Its all over
if da sniper shuts i want duck
ima leavin sober
cause numbin da pain is 4 punks
its gettin colder
no turnin back now im str8 fucked
if de ask u why, tell em mayb i jus suck

Verse 2:
All the replies 4rm critics, civil 2 tell me im wack
like a crack attic i try not 2 studder on fuckin tracks
i try an cut it like coke, but instead choke like fuckin hash
all my weed is stashed u want find a dash of resin
left nothin 2 relatives but a mutha fuckin blessin
no will was written i sit laughin in heavin
divine interventions a lie, let me remind ya
ya cant dodge bullets, cause da guns flash ul blind ya
haha

Hook: 2X