I'm in control, this Troll aint 'runnin shit' except 'diarrhea'/
I supply-the-heataz, ya can't do shit but quit like diet-cheaters/
You're below me homie, I'll slowly rip ya to hundreds-of-bits/
Scatter that ass, you just another 'Troll' left 'under-a-bridge'/
Since you attacked it's pay-back, I slay-fags in they-drag/
In other words I'm rippin everybody comin out the Haystack/
No matter how many lines-ya-spit it still remains ya rhymes-is-shit/
Now follow in the footsteps of Michael Jordan, cuz it's time-to-quit/
I see you typin-in-red.... thought U was original but U bitin-instead/
So I'ma do you like 50, but not to ya jaw I'm puttin nine-in-ya-head/
Troll you hoe, tell me why the fuck you wanna test-the-champ/
Now I'm leavin your shirt the color of ya text, and no less-than-damp/
Your votes in this will be like ya tracks in the ride, they stay-lowered/
Cuz once I 'Flip' the spits I kick this shit is 'Game-Over'/
My mind's been corrupted so fuck~it, I don't ever play-sober/
But you suck so much dick I just shit on you with a hang-over/
Not as good as I normally am, but fuck it bro I have a hangover-and-a-half....