Raw waR

i love to spit my lines about worldwide crimes,

if i had a penny for every emcee i choked like a mime,

i`d be swimming in a sea of dimes, flowing in rhymes,

i`m none like the dutch rase, i got the american attitude,

burt one wrong word and i mace my fist in your face,

use a rubber to prevent any form of cumtrace,

keep puffing on lye and still i get high on a drumb bass,

even your own kid would call you a hypocrit,

cause you speak way too gangster for a faggot who never was shit,

you never spit a skit, i suppose you got a scat fetisj cause you ain`t rapping it,

all you do is crapping it, you got stepped on like lincoln, baked on like bacon,

sputtering in teflon, leave this beef before i bitchsmack you and your fat son.