I'm mad max runnin the W.A.S.T.E.L.A.N.D.,
come to ya place put
gun to ya face man
Ya voice is dumb, flows the same and
Contents cloudy, I'm sunnin this Rain Man
You sound like ya got downs whether ya shocked
or shot down I am not gonna stop at this round
This my 3rd joint, ya skill level? I've passed it
Can't understand your lyrics without acid
If I slapped you once for every loss at rapmusic
I'd have to do it til you got slapped so stupid
You might, even write somethin close to coherent
An folks would go hear it, but, hey surprise!
This guys disguised as the best known and whitest
Slim Shady look a like, the white kids 'l like it
Stop me at three? You're probly thinkin ya got me
You aint got shit, but you're good for Milwaukee
