After this verbal rape I leave u with a loosened-asshole/
And my noose-n-lasso will choke u like u abuse-tobacco/
dawg u couldnt be ILL-SICK if u were dying in da back of a ~HURST~/
u could have ~Gonnorhea~ in ya mouth, but still wouldnt ~Spit~ a HOT verse/
yo ya BEST rhymes couldnt compete wit my WORST/
now u seek lyrical ~hydration~, but not even POWERADE can quinch your ~Thirst~/ stay on point like a cone my punches go through ur hair and touch ya head like a comb/ i shake~ya~bones im nuclear like i bomb~ya~dome/ ur wack its known, from all the pitiful verses u have shown/
Thinkin He earned his stripes cuz theres one through his country, /
He's desperate for pussy....but he gets so much dick its like he orders it monthly/
Your a Brother to biters like 2 ripped jaws of the same Blood-line, /
Even if Discovery Channel was played on channel 4...da dons still wouldn't be prime-time/
