Tangle ya rhymes to spangle ya mind**Like the flag I take you and hang you by ya feet fag**Make you eat your own nut bag**So you can COME WIT IT**It's rude when I spit it**If you ate hot peppers you still couldn't spit hot shit Messin around with me you get lyrically ripped**rip ya heart till it bleed**un-attach ya feet so runnin track is outta ya league**put phonics in ya brain so you can read**I spit rhymes that have a need to feed/on weak breed niggas**who come at me and get ripped a new hole and figure**and make it easy for me to take the safety off and pull da trigger**

I crush this doll of plush**turn his face red to watch him blush**as he gets hype I rip his rib cage to see his adrenaline rush**full of blood and puss**to turn oxidized skin wet to rust**jus to get'em ready**put weights on ya brain so you can think heavy**and infect ya blood with cold**daring and bold retold to mold**ya brain in mental frame**jus cause you know da alphabet doesn't mean you can spell ya name

Rip veins till blood leaks rots and reeks**of pain told to mold and create**fate to eliminate the great**clear must that dries and rust**eletric shock ya pelvic to test ya guts**place burning wire to ya mouth so it finallly shuts**to cause less polution**and get rid of the weak rhymes your producin