My rhymes are radical. they are fat. they are raps that some saps just can’t handle give me a candle and peace of paper and lets write a rhyme and make it sound like a crime now back off before i send my hound dog on your ass aite frog. i think i should just choke you and stick a fork up your ass. or get larry on your hairy ass send taz right along with him. you wanna write with me you wanna be my pen pal well pal i should push you and watch you fall down the well but make sure you put me in your will first. i am fast back off before you have to wear a cast because i sent outkast on your lazy ass. i got mad rhymes they hurt so much i think they make you sad you fag. now killaz don’t play he killz now back the fuck off or i hack ya up. trust me i would slash you up in a flash. now i don’t wanna have a clash with you but if you keep getting in my way ill have to hunt you down and cut you up. like i do to my steak. ight homes i am out ill see ya laterz hoez. .