cross my heart hope u die piss on ur rhymes dumb deaf n blind stick to crimes Hope u knocked u short bus special jerrys kid id neva wish u well remdial ninja need a speak n spell wit ur dumb azz ur money dont impress me u proably a nancy. hoker on da point hustle. fuck u neva rhyme again. once u hear diz hope ear drums explode brain overloads lose control proablly sell ur soul fo a verse az good az mine and u would still suck I hope a beginner still all ur luck till ur left without a fuck and get hit by a mack truck fuckin punk. u bunk i heard ur shit and almost through up. Im the source U a finga hut. hope lyrical shank to da gut make u shut up. over ninja like u so Imma do what came to do. if my fam put n work ur name come up ready to dump I 'd like ur face to meet da pump. someone to tie u up and put u n da trunk weak style belong n da dirt u proablly wear a skirt B girl Davita thatz what the block will call once i finish this jerk off piss off wannabe itz gonna b a long road to recovery fukin wit me. sell azz to the sex trade bitch if it was up to me. go to school go to work do something cause when it come to lyrics u really got nothing stop frontin I hope cry urself to sleep fall victim to depression and take urself out with the big barrel smif n wesson or maybe show true colors u a taxi cab confession u not even the ken shamrock to my hoce gracie you could write for fukin years and neva fuckin phase me ur style on heroine I cant wait till u OD lyrical serial killer admit ur weak shit got bodied and dont give me props or try to suck me off later fathered u sun u da luke to my Vader