so ur cleanin out ur closet? here the key, ur worse then that bitch jermain dupri/
muder u! throw ur fuckin body in the sea, i'll be like a tornado spreadin debri//-1
pine-cone ur fuckin verses are lame, you fuckin put every white rapper to shame/
for everyone that don't know my name, it's this_mofo_aint_playin
i'll be the one to blame//-2
you think i can't do this but i'll be the rhyme spiller, come in n be a fucking pine-cone killer/
be a fuckin world wide micro-phone thriller, stuff ur ass in a freezer and see you be a chiller//-3
all my ryhmes can be rollin, like stones but fuck i don't need no fucking semi-collin/
you rap like all ur free styles are stollen, punch you in the face and make in swollen//-4
take another puff off that joint try not to start coughin, ur bitch just be round me often/
fuckin see u beat ur ass up n stuff you in a fuckin coffin, and you 'll fuckin soften//-5(as in rot in peaces)