my anus is iron because i dont let dicks in to soften it up//
yea..i say you suck, but apparently not often-enough//
when i rip shit up...you'll need gaze-for-the-cuts//
you couldn't top me "for as long as you live", i got battle ballads lou-ralws-couldnt-touch//
i fling rhymes so funky im the cause-of-your-must//
i stand tall-when-strut, all-over-chumps//
i'll manually crack your skull with a stick,left you slumped and "stalled-in-your-truck"//
like brown boys shitty career, on the wall-you-are-stuck//
your balls-will-erupt-from the mere sight of jiggling testicles//
you get wiggling-wet-with-*edit* those *edit* seminal-vesicles//
i'll diminish-you-rep-with-quotes that stem from your own throat//
you can hang yourself now...allow me to provide the rope//
i spit "bars" point blank dead-shots too "red-hot" for you to handle//
you frequently speak of my ammo, but i need none to blow out your candle//
your ass been caught on the strip in thongs, and i dont mean the sandals//
i rhyme in brutal ways, you'll painfully suffers for days, 'cause i tend to ramble//