Weebhunter, I'm finna make you -ack
Like the niggas to whom I sold crack
From a meximutt, I ain't finna take no slack
I'm not finna quote, you already look like a 'jak
Skippin' and dippin' and flippin' and rippin' and grippin' and clippin' and sippin' and crippin' and shippin' and whippin' and strippin' and yippin' and tippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and kippin' and blippin' and grippin' and clippin' and sippin' and crippin' and shippin' and whippin' and strippin' and yippin' and tippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and kippin' and blippin' and strippin' and yippin' and tippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and Ϫippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and kippin' and blippin' and grippin' and clippin' and sippin' and skippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and pimpin' it 'cause I'm a spiritual lyrical miracle individual spiritual miracle lyrical miracle individual who's always skippin' and dippin' and flippin' and rippin' and grippin' and clippin' and sippin' and crippin' and shippin' and whippin' and strippin' and yippin' and tippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and kippin' and blippin' and grippin' and clippin' and sippin' and crippin' and shippin' and whippin' and strippin' and yippin' and tippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and kippin' and blippin' and strippin' and yippin' and tippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and Ϫippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and kippin' and blippin' and grippin' and clippin' and sippin' and skippin' and quippin' and chippin' and slippin' and hippin' and zippin' and snippin' and pimpin' it
Ayo, SHEEIT, nigga ah AIN'T readin allat
Old"Excision"Better? Mo like exuhcism, wit mah gat! (pew pew nigga)
Thomas-The-Tank-Engine-looking ahh mofo
"Musician?" Mo like magician, gotta enchant yo bars just to give 'em flow
You listen up faggot, I got some rhymes for your ass
You're a fucking porn addict, and you should be gassed >Slava RNWO-ACK! ACK! ACK!
Prepare for my verses they're gonna rape you in your crack
Calm down, lil' bro, why yo' ass so bitter?
Nigga think he rule the hood but his ass came from Twitter
You call yo'self a gigachad but you's a gigacuck
I cordially invite yo' ass to cope and sneed and chuck
AshkeNazi, yes you are indeed
And your crooked nose equal the size of your dick
Youre a nigger and a half and a 'zellig fan
Congolese ass nigga, and that goes for your family
Kekistaniwarrior, your verses do not rhyme
Writing garbage bars like that should really be a crime
I'd spit some more but honestly that shit's not worth my time
'cause for every benji I get paid, man, you don't get a dime
You already know my name, I don't need introduction.
But let me say few things about this nigger right above me.
He comes from Detroit and eats all fried chicken,
He is coon from far and wide with pokemon addiction heal him I shall with my nigger lynching
Look at this nigger who's prolly on crack
Calls 'mself BLACKHAWK; he wishes he black
Suck on my cock and I'll suck yours back
Cuck in his sock yappin "lynch niggers-ACCKKKKK!"
This little boy wants to rap?
What a joke, he's such a sap.
Your rhymes are lame, you're out of juice
I'll beat you so hard it's considered child abuse
kys kolyma larpist, get put on the RSO list
kuz was a pedonigger, your 'p folder just keeps getting bigger
go back to gooning on /nate/, at the end of a rope is your fate