now why did you have to place me in this predicament/
make me freestyle with some cat that im sicker that/
i was born finishin sentences with menacin relentlessness, blemishin cynicists with winnin hits/
the crowd throw you dinner mints, cause your rymes stink like lil kim's inner lips with syphilis on the clitoris/
you cant stick with me kid, i flow the distance/
your about as whack as your wrist is (jerk off), see you prolly missed it/
but its aight see cause im gonna drop my fist in, first down ya throat then up the hole you shit with/
thought u was clever with words? my shit still better than yours/
the only gain you'll see is the kind to get the sweat off of shirts (gain laundry detergent)/
the reason i know this? well every street cypher let me know/
your like a cheap tampon, cant withstand heavy flows/
your sexual preference is like a tight rope walker on hennesse/
fence sitting, ass cheeks spread with a long thing in between/
mimic me, and it'll be the first time you was nice/
my rymes go hand in hand like ya girls drawers and pubic lice/
how many must fall at the hands of my insane-text-methods/
for you to see ur punches hit me weaker than safe-sex-lectures/
you can hate me now, but ya girls still in to me/
and after this flow, you prolly wont wanna be my enemy/
me spittin on u? thats like a murder without the mistery/
now ima put you in a social studies book cause your history/
