In my mind i see myself as an arsenic writer/
Unpredictable, and i stink like a fart that you light up/
Gases swirling round and charging right up/
All i've done is improve, gone as far as i could/
It's like Big Brother, you start shit fights and/
And feel sorry when i burn it down wit car exhausts and lighters/
Exhausted blighter, a thoughtless fighter/
Who's likely to plead guilty for manslaughter in court and knife ya/
I'm fucked up, man, i can't stress it enough/
I'm like a cancer infected fat breast spitting pus/
Into the face of it's lover, who's hatless with it up/
And this is a waste of paper, this rap's shit as fuck!/
You're not even worth my time or worth the effort/
Each syllable i rap gets me worse respected/
You think my rep's already fucked? Yeah, but words effect it/
People have spasms of laughter like a perverse epileptic!
[Chorus X2]
Mistreated this idiot is a bitch fetus
His feet is just beaten to the point that he hits featons
It's treason his IQ level tricks Jesus
He can't put together my words, like in Jigsaws he can't fit pieces!
Your insults and jives are something i have to face an'/
Gotta just laugh and take it, bastards make 'em/
Copy the CD give it to people who asked, to hate it/
Hearing anything i try to do, they have some fascination/
If that's the case then you need to stop masterbatin'/
Hear this shit, i've become something for your ass to hate an'/
I give you this you get home, and scratch and place it/
In the CD player and play it loud and laugh your face in!/
You don't buy these CDs to fuckin' hear the shit in it/
You buy it to listen to me rapping like a thick wigga/
Maybe i should stop so i dont have to listen to this critic/
Complaining cause he thought i was shit, i didn't make the bitch listen!/
Used to copy Eminem, now i've completely revamped/
And people don't like the new one, some just can't be pleased man/
Kez's rapping causes so much disrespect and laughing/
Have you actually listened to the lyrics, i fuckin bet you haven't!
[Chorus X2]
Mistreated this idiot is a bitch fetus
His feet is just beaten to the point that he hits featons
It's treason his IQ level tricks Jesus
He can't put together my words, like in Jigsaws he can't fit pieces!
Born to MC, create storms and get trees/
Comin out the ground like Katrina came back, board up be ready!/
I didn't just say that, yeah i did, i'm awful, get it/
Porno fetish, wrote this rap and the courtroom read it!/
Heartstopping rap, shit, his heart's not starting/
It escaped out of his fuckin' ass, he lost it farting!/
Give him a goddamn defibilator and an electric shock/
Make him spaz out like a retarded and epileptic jock/
Who just took 5 hits of Ex got pissed, injects/
Some heroin into his bloodstream and sticks his neck/
On bricks and gets crawled in by bugs and gets bitten kegs/
And collapses to the ground from the mighty power of some stick insects!/
Assholes pollute more than exhaust gas/
I bet you gather in a huddle and mutter "let's just ask!"/
Then come and give me money for a CD and i act a fool/
And make your routine even more irritating when you jipping me acting cool!
[Chorus X2]
Mistreated this idiot is a bitch fetus
His feet is just beaten to the point that he hits featons
It's treason his IQ level tricks Jesus
He can't put together my words, like in Jigsaws he can't fit pieces!