yeah its megadef what you know about cheapshot what you know about tak what you know about ryu faggot what you know about vin scully another half ass hit out now we used to chill til that motherfucker bit our style its kinda funny how you and your friends are small town act like you got something big to draw down silly probably confused sobered up to shine so when you rhyme you sound like both of us combined and dont act like you dont know you in a crew couldnt hold it down solo you full of poop so imma scoop the feces put it in a pamper let it drag any time you call out wont answer punk get a cab and a robbery you a little kitten that shouldnt have climbed a tree now you stuck with the truth til we dig up the bones i feel pregnant birth to my musical clones so for nine months the pack rats watch them grow with your backpack clown you sound sloppy though now i wanna be your dog now i wanna be your dog now i wanna be your dog now i wanna be your dog knock knock come off the damn platinum stand back drop the plaque pop pop so cock the magnum rock rock blow shots off at random ryu and tak and we dont stop the anthem give my flow back lo jack phone tap punk the pink panther give me a soul clap click clack rip that snap necks quicker than kit kats knick knack patty wack pistol grip pump the jams up wild west sob shits bonanza who the fuck wants it spit guitar picks slit your neck with a bic razor across it knock the bitch lead singer unconscious no pets so dont step watch the dog shit  signed a bad deal with a weak video maybe if i had skill i wouldnt need serial and we aint have to pay anybody for shit especially to play me like im some kind of a bitch and every other day people want to swallow and spit like a plunger to sludge in abdominal kits and the promoters with their fat heads you and your chick friends you dont even know what rap is you tripping forty seven groups on a ten minute marquee barely making sense spitting words at a mach 3 sorry as hell hobby or thrill something that aint real its obvious still so for the hell of it we dropped another album shock therapy freaks artificial intelligence run pop pills get the metal and click and reload if necessary just to handle the kick bitch are you crazy i got enough to worry about getting back on the street doris i could fucking kill you im sorry 