this rapgame need a jumpstart. jump in like pitbull and rip it apart. put it back together you could call it an art. come and test barz and lose before you start. on this mike imma spit it like a beast. like im starving and just been released from the deepest hole that one could conceive. its a nightmare and you get no sleep. mediocre rappers get no peace. rip. poetical lyricist im the best any criticisms then get em off your chest. any doubts and we can put em to rest. you came and got trained and failed the test. your lines are tired and make me depressed. i can go all year with these fire bars directley in your ear now your salty like tear what you dont know you fear get ready the prodigy is here and my mission clear. To spit the best lyrics in the game think you got it sewn its a god damn shame. give u a mirror and show that your lame whats my name barz dont forget it again. hook. Last verse my life is a curse so it aint nothing for me to out you in a hurst. closed casket metaphorically whats worse cause i be spitting fire like a ar burst. this is bars and i hold the tital. like mike tyson in his prime i got no rivals. been down so long staying on top is vital. talking out your neck you must be suicidal Ill go in on this mike like im hannible. cannable feeding on your mandabule. animal. spitting this gasoline fllamable. damn im cold.