10th degree'll humble the mighty, we comprise sick
pulling ho cards on you "warlords" like a ti, c
we spit fire ta dumbs, drop elite with lighter shots
we'll bomb all states, leave you bitches dead on writers block
i'll expose and have, y'all frowning like a joke dat's wack
no wonder we spit vicious and leave geeks in overcast
the lyrics rough chests, like eating cough meds
you bitches word perfect to reach us spitting sub-spec
on cruise control, ripping-dimness, cuz we beat-ya-limits
you bitches suffer an abusive regime due of lack of killa instinkz
rb's malaria, more than able to subliminally kill men
we showcase undefeatible tendencies like terminal illness
with deforming hits, attacking niggaz till they stuck in seige
"parental advisory", we'll make insane jokers leap (IJL) off a bridge!
pertenacious, publicly raping, we outrageous!
you bitches aint sick, only untouched cuz your losing streaks, contagious
with a ripping blaze we bitching lames, whilst y'all thinkin' plain
the hit parade y'all aiming this way clearly's simply gay!
the productions of face lifts causing emmancipation
left the jokes on you and this wasn't a merkin collaboration

if i didn't use your name, then i didn't give a FUCK!