BETO....you're weak-though...like exports from pueto rico// yes...lyrics i gleek-those// you wanna kick rhymes...i bleed-toes like butchers and meat-thrown through fingers, the "piece"(peace)-gone..like MLK aiming at a geeks-dome// i blow out the pilot of beast's-stove// you wanna hang with me...a pint of 151 i consider a weak-dose//get ready to take pics in a defeat-pose.. you suck like a dick through a big ass peep-hole// sheets-fold...over your memory// im the final boss depleating the fuck out your energy// i spit "gems" like "synergy"// with those rhyme..ask yourself..are you fit to be my enemie?// sinners-be sacrificing their innereds freely// but you will not make the cut for your offerings measly// i feel like cats be serenading my ear like peedie...crack a weakling// i bust through the staples when i eat emcees greedy//
i scorn-the-basics...my rhymes ram like horns-through-faces// forumulaic..my headress is adorned-with-layas (layers) of residsual kame-ya--mehas..i slay the haters//the inmates'll-take-ya to a relm where gay'll-lay-ya, no braves-will save-ya// crack will bubble up..better learn to knuckle-up// you skuttle-butt snuggle-slut// you a man-gina..tuck-your-nuts// from the adominals...i spits aids when i bust-from-cuts// my mussel-busts from the trenches...you a scrubs that warms the benches// you warn those that issue detention..// you've died not from my blade but from anal retention// you've been correctly measure...but i gave you inaccurate demintions// not to mention, you've been dead for days...with satifaction i inhale your stenches...
i scorn-the-basics...my rhymes ram like horns-through-faces// forumulaic..my headress is adorned-with-layas (layers) of residsual kame-ya--mehas..i slay the haters//the inmates'll-take-ya to a relm where gay'll-lay-ya, no braves-will save-ya// crack will bubble up..better learn to knuckle-up// you skuttle-butt snuggle-slut// you a man-gina..tuck-your-nuts// from the adominals...i spits aids when i bust-from-cuts// my mussel-busts from the trenches...you a scrubs that warms the benches// you warn those that issue detention..// you've died not from my blade but from anal retention// you've been correctly measure...but i gave you inaccurate demintions// not to mention, you've been dead for days...with satifaction i inhale your stenches...
