really? You want me/ of all peeps/ to battle this, mentally abused sexually confused half woman part dude feminist activist?/ sure not a problem, just give me a duck billed platterpuss/ morphine a shot of taurine and gandolfs ammulets/ Thors hammer and I'll show you youths the true definition of religious sacrilege/ I'll smash this Man Bitch into molecules and pack him in a sandwich/ just cos I can shit/ man whore's getting fed to the Rancors with a dank force! Fuck a sand lord/ lopp the kings head off with a damb sword! how's he gonna spit now? with a snapped jaw? can't walk can't talk/ how's he gonna start wars with this dark horse? Morse code? come on now be serious bro! I get bloody like period flows! your bars don't make sense like a serious joke! but that's ironic cos you're a serious Joke. and that's jokes cos you take it serious tho, I'm supposed to be mean! I'm supposed to be me! and thats all I can be! just stop it! leave me alone! why would you want to change me? you know I'm only kidding, but listen, I've heard kfc is finger lickin, But I still haven't quite figured out what to do with the bones yet and where to stick em? so you know I'm not kidding/ when I tell you I got it on with your mum and her crotch is stinking of cartilage and rotten chicken! "ohh jeez, hes just filled her VAG up with a six piece told me to suck it!" fuck it, if you think thats bad you shoud see what i can do with a family bucket! haha! so distorted disjointed and morbid it's almost impossible to ignore it! recorded on live sets walking all over the beat like a creature with nine legs! spitting at women and spraying infinite bars of revenge, I don't run out of bars! are you mad? I thought you said, you were my friend, so give me one good reason to ever trust you again? until then send for the top 10 and look perplexed cos you don't get a response from them, just indirects, interests lost irrespective of cost, But it's never enough, Luther Vandross. I just lyrically inject, intellect into it and watch it infect the rest and move through it, like fluid but that's enough about what I'm doing, let's talk about you, sed you went out with your friends are you still ruined? is the ground static now or is it still moving? are you still feeling a bit whoosy and uprooted? brain dead and stupid either way you better move it or lose it cos I don't make hang over music!. I l'm abusive and lucid putrid deluded, paranoid and secluded, But I can still spit a 16 bar better than you did.. #toomuch