shit you seem kinda mad
how 'bout you go run a lap, refresh, relax
but you best prepare for another verbal attack
bombard the track, til you realize, alas alack
why the hell your rhymes are wack
take a crack, but shit nobody's got your back
i don't give a knick knack paddywhack,
stab ya with a thumbtack, to a wall like a motha****in' award plaque.
be ready, as i flow so viciously,
do it so maliciously,
strike ya down like a christmas tree
yeah, i rhyme until infinity
you ain't kin to me, so i'll destroy your family history
nobody's as ill as me, i kill mcs, til i see,
that i've made each and every single one of em flee.
you must be wonderin', what the hell just happened?
your brain went dead, starved from a lyrical famine
your gassed up like a pump, slammed like a dunk,
beat down like a punk, your raps stink like a skunk,
speechless like a chump, i teach this, and you flunk,
go drive while drunk, with your career in the trunk.
and i hope you crash, head on with a truck
and you realize, you ain't even got an ounce of luck.
so better what next time, maybe you'll have a lifeline
a pistol with a bullet so that you can resign.
how 'bout you go run a lap, refresh, relax
but you best prepare for another verbal attack
bombard the track, til you realize, alas alack
why the hell your rhymes are wack
take a crack, but shit nobody's got your back
i don't give a knick knack paddywhack,
stab ya with a thumbtack, to a wall like a motha****in' award plaque.
be ready, as i flow so viciously,
do it so maliciously,
strike ya down like a christmas tree
yeah, i rhyme until infinity
you ain't kin to me, so i'll destroy your family history
nobody's as ill as me, i kill mcs, til i see,
that i've made each and every single one of em flee.
you must be wonderin', what the hell just happened?
your brain went dead, starved from a lyrical famine
your gassed up like a pump, slammed like a dunk,
beat down like a punk, your raps stink like a skunk,
speechless like a chump, i teach this, and you flunk,
go drive while drunk, with your career in the trunk.
and i hope you crash, head on with a truck
and you realize, you ain't even got an ounce of luck.
so better what next time, maybe you'll have a lifeline
a pistol with a bullet so that you can resign.