Im Droppen BombZ On Niggaz Like America-Did-To-Japan, I Aint Scared Of Ya Kid, You Like Bin Laden In Afghanistan//
Marked-4-death, You Collapsed When Theze Shotz Sparked-Ya-Chest, Leave Tha SiccLyrix Trademark A BULLET!, Through Ya Vest//
My Rhymez Are State-Of-The-Art, Siccer-Then-Incest, They Make You Die Quicker Then, Ingested-Gasoline, Your-Best-Bid, Would Be To Put A Barrier-Between-Us//
Im Like A Pit Bull Terrier, Ill Leave-You-Seamless, I Don't Believe-Youve-Seen-Clitz, Cuz We All Know You Feen-For-Dickz, While Im Despleening-Chickz//
Im Not Creaming-On-They-Titz, Id Ratha Cut-Off-Da-Clitoriz, Slice It Dice It, Then Drink Some Olde-English, Behold My Mean-Diss//
Unload My Mean-Clipz, At Ya Cereberal-Cortex, You Gonn See-Evil, When I Take Ya Family Out Wit Four-Techz, Ya Body Found At Da Seashore Witta Snapped-Neck//
You Can Slap-A-Check In Da Win-Column, This A Heavyweight Battle Dawg You Don't Weigh-In, You Can't Battle My Verbal-Annihlation//
Ya Body Curled, For Given Tha Police My Information, You Not A *Thug*, Just An Imitation-Of-True-Emceez, Hit U Wit A Laceration, Have Ya Body Blue-An-Empty-Of-Organz//
Ya Crew Pourin Out Hennesey At Ya Funeral Mournin, My Linez Iz Beautiful, They Have You Stormin Out Tha Arena, Cuz You Can't Spit-On-Stage//
Go Ahead Submit Ya Verse, Youll Just Scream In A Rage, Cuz You Know You Can't Defeat-This-Cat, Ill Spread Ya Open, Like Microsoft-Spreadsheet//
How You Gonn Knock A Pycho Off When He's Dead On Beat, Leaven You Dead-On-Da-Street, You Were Headed-For-Defeat Long Before You Came-In-This-Battle//
Youz A Baby You Came With A Rattle, Don't Complain When I Knock You Off Ya Sattle, I Blow By You Like A Rocket You Won't Even See-A-Shadow//
I Walk Away Calmy, Right After I Dismantled-Ya-Head-Piece, You Be Baffled, Of How Tha Lead Decreased Ya Brain-Matter//
Made Ya Frame-Shatter, Like Broken-Glass, From All Them Dickz You Must Have A Wide Open Ass, My Shyt Is Worldwide, Like Jason-Wit-A-Mask//
Im Erasin Tha Task-At-Hand, Ya Body Smashed And Powder-Like-Sand, Scream Louder, Ill Just Chop Out Ya Eye Gland//
You Wont Be Able To Flee-From-My-Tactics, Ya Verse Everyone Would Agree-That-I-Smashed-It, You Scum Like Algae, So You Goin In-Ya-Casket//
Im Slowly Melting-You-Like-Plastic, There Aint No Helping Me Insanity Ive Already Gone-Past-It, Like Blow Job Betty, You Outcasted//
Like Elastic You Try To Stretch-Ya-Linez, Like Etcha-Sketch, Ill Erase-Ya-Rhymes, So I Can Save Ya Mind A Horrible-Defeat//
Awww Don't You Look Adorable Layin Dead-On-Da-Concrete, My Lead Blow-Heat, Comen Wit Mo' Ammunition, Then Tha Whole US-Army-Fleet//
After you read this You Gonna Confess-That-You-Can-Hardly-Speak, Suffering From Depression You Can Hardly-Eat//
Marked-4-death, You Collapsed When Theze Shotz Sparked-Ya-Chest, Leave Tha SiccLyrix Trademark A BULLET!, Through Ya Vest//
My Rhymez Are State-Of-The-Art, Siccer-Then-Incest, They Make You Die Quicker Then, Ingested-Gasoline, Your-Best-Bid, Would Be To Put A Barrier-Between-Us//
Im Like A Pit Bull Terrier, Ill Leave-You-Seamless, I Don't Believe-Youve-Seen-Clitz, Cuz We All Know You Feen-For-Dickz, While Im Despleening-Chickz//
Im Not Creaming-On-They-Titz, Id Ratha Cut-Off-Da-Clitoriz, Slice It Dice It, Then Drink Some Olde-English, Behold My Mean-Diss//
Unload My Mean-Clipz, At Ya Cereberal-Cortex, You Gonn See-Evil, When I Take Ya Family Out Wit Four-Techz, Ya Body Found At Da Seashore Witta Snapped-Neck//
You Can Slap-A-Check In Da Win-Column, This A Heavyweight Battle Dawg You Don't Weigh-In, You Can't Battle My Verbal-Annihlation//
Ya Body Curled, For Given Tha Police My Information, You Not A *Thug*, Just An Imitation-Of-True-Emceez, Hit U Wit A Laceration, Have Ya Body Blue-An-Empty-Of-Organz//
Ya Crew Pourin Out Hennesey At Ya Funeral Mournin, My Linez Iz Beautiful, They Have You Stormin Out Tha Arena, Cuz You Can't Spit-On-Stage//
Go Ahead Submit Ya Verse, Youll Just Scream In A Rage, Cuz You Know You Can't Defeat-This-Cat, Ill Spread Ya Open, Like Microsoft-Spreadsheet//
How You Gonn Knock A Pycho Off When He's Dead On Beat, Leaven You Dead-On-Da-Street, You Were Headed-For-Defeat Long Before You Came-In-This-Battle//
Youz A Baby You Came With A Rattle, Don't Complain When I Knock You Off Ya Sattle, I Blow By You Like A Rocket You Won't Even See-A-Shadow//
I Walk Away Calmy, Right After I Dismantled-Ya-Head-Piece, You Be Baffled, Of How Tha Lead Decreased Ya Brain-Matter//
Made Ya Frame-Shatter, Like Broken-Glass, From All Them Dickz You Must Have A Wide Open Ass, My Shyt Is Worldwide, Like Jason-Wit-A-Mask//
Im Erasin Tha Task-At-Hand, Ya Body Smashed And Powder-Like-Sand, Scream Louder, Ill Just Chop Out Ya Eye Gland//
You Wont Be Able To Flee-From-My-Tactics, Ya Verse Everyone Would Agree-That-I-Smashed-It, You Scum Like Algae, So You Goin In-Ya-Casket//
Im Slowly Melting-You-Like-Plastic, There Aint No Helping Me Insanity Ive Already Gone-Past-It, Like Blow Job Betty, You Outcasted//
Like Elastic You Try To Stretch-Ya-Linez, Like Etcha-Sketch, Ill Erase-Ya-Rhymes, So I Can Save Ya Mind A Horrible-Defeat//
Awww Don't You Look Adorable Layin Dead-On-Da-Concrete, My Lead Blow-Heat, Comen Wit Mo' Ammunition, Then Tha Whole US-Army-Fleet//
After you read this You Gonna Confess-That-You-Can-Hardly-Speak, Suffering From Depression You Can Hardly-Eat//