i master degrees too audition number, when i spit the math//
magically cut u,wid out assistance ,just fact in fraction of my flow graph//
i'm laffing, at ya chuckle cabbage patch raps,before u graft a verse//
u couldn't be explosive, wid gift ,even if ya names was jokey smurf//
i birth the earth ,by giving the aknowledgement of thoughts, that NOW exsist //
u just wakeing up ,mouth ya open for me,so i can to take a power 25 bar 151 drunken piss//
the truth is u dont want this../
i see through ya split persona,like fruit loops,da inner u,is pure fruity,//
shit u more bi-sexual then any female on this site,applying dildo to ya booty//
so skate, tooty,/..u aint worth the payment for getting fucked//
man i put u back on death row ,wid a crooked left i contract contact ,like ya name was kurupt//
WHAT!!?, ...u better .. OFF,matter of fact ,tha truth is u undeveloped fetus soft,//
ur real name must be olive garden,the way u keep the salad tossed//
im crusify u religiously ,like a CROSS,or a satanic effigy ,too explain ur new faith of hate..//
right side up ,or up side down ..the meaning is the same ..so i'm passing out the collection plate//
just too TAKE,/ what u got ,while giveing blessing of word to live by..like DON'T FUCK WID RAH-AK-NOON//
see TRUTH,u be stareing up my ass ,like da flush hole in the toilet bowel,waiting on the shit im dropping soon//
honesty,u rhyme like a BABBLEING BAFFOON,/i spit wordplay similar to air born pathogones that carries//
MORE POWER PUNCHES, CONSTANT, LIKE THE COMPLETE DRAGON BALL Z SERIES//
man i give u a chemical unbalance episode,when i inject the illness//
u funkey bitch,i'm doing it ,worst then pilgrams did the indians ,and infect u wid un-cure-able sickness//
come on..instead oF battleing me, stay M.I.A from the site ,maybe u'll find filthy //
both ya retarded fuck... write like u got spastic bi-polar epilepsy//
look,.. RAH is like, pop rocks and pepsi ,a urban legend plus reason for u too second guess//
AS i 'm ironing the whole board,while stitching the place, keeping all foes sown and permanently press//
im organizing a konfusion agenda of stress,that got u saying why me thou!!!....
long nite and was in a rush so hope ya'll dig it...peace
is that alittle better...damn