Originally Posted by
BackInBlack
Open a vat of acid you bastid and dive in it
Actually those bars were crafted in five minutes
But I could write or flow slow and yo, you still couldn't do it like I did it
When I vibe wit' it, on time wit' it, in my prime wit' it, I divine spit it
While your mind is slime witted, you can't outshine mine wit it, son, that's a verbal definite
When it comes to bein' behind with it, you're already in an eternal deficit
I'll dig this hole and yo, y'all know this worm'll rest in it
Coz he hath no choice but to observe the requisite
I'll put the alphabet in a sock and fukkin' beat him to death with it, and then put it on display
Come see the freakshow people, step right this way
To witness this fate, all day it's Icks nay
And every which way you can catch a face fulla d1ck spray
Coz you're Mitch Bade and you rap like you're in the fifth grade, I can't believe you honestly think you can turn the tables
You talk about how you keep it real with your skill but all you serve is fables
You still only got nil, but these words is fatal
And I know you and everybody wanna stop me... but none of you nerds is able.