Stepping to me is plain self defeat
My flow is the bomb - simple - complete
Words that converge upon the absurd
Sharp; they cut - like swords through meat
Wanna try me, call a doctor
Cause it truly is a pitty
Have you sucking this verbal cunt
Like it was a third titty
You begged me to do you
So now I stomped right through you
Ain’t no shame in my game
And I wont complain
When I spit this crazy shit
That be fuck’n with your brain
So get up out my face
Cause you don’t fit in this space
This flow will leave you hobbled
Like a three-legged-race
