I slip I'll tip when I'm tipsy I'll come round fritzy I'll put you in a mincer slice an dice your just a little mice like lice running around making me itch re switch and make you twitch my name isn't Mitch its Tim with a big limp u say I look like a imp you're a chimp sheep, cutting the leader out I'm a lone wolf I spit a mad flow ‎i'll bring blows towards you, You'll go in reverse I'll let it converse ‎with this verse theres nothing to bring to the table as your unable your stuck in a fable It will be fetal with the facial i bring upon you I'm a lethal weapon so you better be stepping ill be creeping You'll be weeping ill be reaping while your sleeping You best be leaping or be seeing my demon With that noose around your neck ill pull untill you snap So check yourself before I wreck yourself I'll force bad health on you Now let me take you back a few years with these ears I hear see and observe planning my way up with a dream that I can see with a finger tip these lips spit with what ever comes to mind never been into writing but ive been trying I'm not going to lie its not like a piece of pie Tieing my brain an heart together is like putting fire with ice it doesnt work im like a clerk with hes own artwork Been broke but I never choke on the dick you lay on have a fit you half witt ask your sis while this 9inch is in her Or better yet ask your mum while she been riding for a lifetime Now im not here to make jokes so stop with the fanatics your paranoid stuck in that void your always in Its like I have a humanity switch im twitching twisting blistering up I'll bust you up you mutt Cunt you are like a runt thats stuck in hes own hut im not playing around with puns I like bitches with big buns oops I mean bums I'm sipping rum when its time to run I sit back and sesh for abit I let it rip when I'm wreaked I'll let you trek it driving past with a wave and smile OK I'm lying I'll pull up say get in then drive off swerving lanes like its fast five I'm a nice guy why do people got to push up on me like they still want there lunch money I mean I don't put up with that shit anymore push up and prepare for a head kick reverse that and change it to a head butt trade mark I change punch lines I hardly ever ryhmed now it feels like my time Just look at me in the eye when you Wanna start this fight I might not be right sometimes but cunts need to learn to look at bigger things and greater things I'm more thinking on me talking about selfish shit I'm on my highest way up