listen suckers, i aint goin no were, jus like a statue,
mothafucka you's are stuck with me, call me tattoo,
rhymes i spit at u, make u burn, sorta like a gat do,
so show respect or like don corleone, i'll fuckin wack u,
mothafucka its on, to the top, i blurt words from my soul,
u piss weak squirts gon get dropped, like turds in a bowl,
be pulled apart like toilet rolls, fill ya full of bullet holes,
on the whole, ur justa pussy who's mother shoulda used birth control,
so dont push me, i'll make u suffer in ways u dont even no,
like an asthmatic kid with no puffer, running 3 races in a row,
and sooo, like boot camp click, ima whoop yo fuckin ass bro,
so lets go, here i come with that magneficent flow,
ima torment da present slow, like a trauma growin in ya head,
i just enter, then i spread, tears are shed, then ya dead,
rhymes i write a day, make ya kill urself, at one look, or said,
so its safe to say, my whole rhymebook is better off unread.