"Dinner time"

The thrill I conceal is a ordeal ,

for those who aren't real ,

my raps are diseased,someone call a priest

I'm like a beast that is about to feast ,

the last guy that tried to stop me,died long ago ,

a guy you may also know ,

that is accompanied by a flesh-hungry crow ,

but the Grim Reaper,had to loose though ,

I'll put on a show,while I'm lyrically destroying my foe ,

go low with my rap flow,sick with the word dough ,

bake with it a new style,that will inspire the people for awhile ,

consume that style and start a lyricall fire ,

spit the truth,wrapped in tripwire ,

be truthful,even though its kind of hurtful ,

but its always fruitful,to see that your words were useful ,

don't be neutral in a rap duel you have to be cruel ,

I feel just like B-Rabbit,cuz winning is my habit ,

just like Papa Doc,you'll be left without your lines ,

I'll supply you with a writer's block and you'll forget all your rhymes ,

oh,just look at the time,I think this went overtime ,

clean up my flow,from all your grime and season you with some lime ,

cuz we both know,that its DINNER TIME !