if you even mention my daughter one more time there'll be a slaughter,
you're a sh.it talker, a fact distorter and this time you're out of order,
and the more sh.it you talk your life keeps gettin shorter,
you'll be hung drawn and quartered, exposed as a police informer.
your favourite tv star's dora , by that i mean the explorer,
but now you turning into a stalker, i aught ta turn transformer
are you a mouse or a man, mate you're the former,
look at your views compared.to mine to see who's got more supporters.
i see you downloaded a rhyme dictionary,
you wanted to find something that rhymed with "why's my dick so smelly?"
you think you're 50 cent, but you're not even fifty pennies,
you're in the jungle now mate and im a missionary,
i don't care that your tits are hairy, or that you whiff of sherry ,
my problem with you is purely literary.
and speaking of your diction, every spit you've written,
is littered with contradictions, descriptions of how you're a hit man,
but next to me you're like a kitten.
you hate that im from Britain, and have a different pigment,
you're indignant and fun.king pissant, and way out of your jurisdiction.
you keep coming back its like a damn addiction,
but they're not lyrics you write, to me they're ammunition,
im a man on a mission, to make you stop cos you're forbidden,
from writing fiction right, so say good riddance to this bitch tonight,
no one will miss him cos his spits are sh.ite ,
if you're superman then im kryptonite.
ill just flick my knife, it hits just right and out drips your life.
your chats are just repetitions so now im losing interest,
so if you don't write something different I'll put two slugs in ya chest,
but your iq's so low you're considered dim at best,
so just give it up now cos you can't win the test.
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