i'll rip out your heart for the whole world to see
i'll stick jagged razor blades in your eyes so my finger nails won't bleed
i'll leave you hanging dripping blood from a tree
wait till you rought them replace your spot on the freestyle streets
yo i'll break your moms neck like a chicken
throw in the towl this bitch isn;t kicking
hold her up and serve her to the chinese store
i only did it because she was a whore
and i was sick and tired of her ripping off the world
so i'm a white boy eh thats ok
at least i got the balls to spray paint your face while your still bleeding
on the concrete screaming
in agony and pain agony and pain
what have i got to complain about
i'm fast and i'm a hyper
i been rhyming in dypers
and my rhymes are like a drunken sniper
i shoot here and i shoot there
i can garentee i can kill you
were you stand
worse then the sniper in maryland
i won't wait until you get ass
i'll do a dry by shoot and then wave hi
i'll then pull out my assult sniper rifle and shoot you
right in the balls and you'll get locked jaw
when you fall at the stall thats pump number 6
but it wasn;t my fault was it
i'll flip a lighter and burn the place to the ground
all thats left of you is a ciggeret
i planted on you just like the police did to snoop dog (didn;t it work)
or when tu pac got shot while he was wearning a bullet proof vest
( that was just a try out next time i won't miss)
or Jam master J when he was recording 7 miles away
(I didn;t shoot him someone did in the chest)
i'll defeat you will smith style (Put your rhymes on the no talent pile)
with out a curse i can garentee you this( your nothing but a loney child)
my verse will leave you rotten in a hurse (as we drive down 6 miles)
you'll be crying like a red headed step child (I'm only driving 35 miles per hour)
the blood will dry by then (it shouldn;t be a bother
incase you don't know
another one bites the dust
and killing for me is a must
this wasn;t a joke
it's a note so keep provocing me
i' gareetee it will be the last thing you speak