tox-sick aint shit
who the hell they got me facin'?
a broke muthafucka with more dollars in his screen name
then on his monthly bank statements??
you better pump your brakes kid
you couldnt (w)rap even if you crashed a car
you're bitchmade like ovarian eggs
you probably rhyme with a training bra
the type to snorkel and swim in spas
always underwater searchin' for skeet
then so quick to do his impression of a killer whale
catchin' krill with his teeth
tongue stay whiter then Freaks
but this sucka aint no DJ
although his girl gets around like turntable mat
or a CD stuck on replay
I'm quick to battle muthafuckas with no delay
never hesitant to slap a bitch
my flows, I slow em down or speed em up
like my DJ when he slaps the pitch
bet the votes are unanimous
guarenteed I'ma knock you out
call me HAZMAT, I eliminate tox-sick waste
another victim, FATAL....Ovar....who's keepin' count?
killin' my prey and then bounce
thats the assassins code and M.O.
my rep's great in every state
you aint worth shit, like a peso outside of Mexico
feel what I'm sayin' bro?
you aint gonna show up, potna I can smell you're fear
I can clearly see you're pussy
like those photos of Paris and Brittany Spears
hahaha....
gotta drop now.....I'm movin' so no internet connection at the crib for a hot sec....check in with y'all later on.
peace