
Originally Posted by
CheesyBacon
your verses were 'rich' 'prior',
but b*tch now you're years expired.
this 'sick' 'pig's' rising up
like 'aw-well', you got some tough luck.
if this guy's a wu tang fan
well I'm GZA, best lyricist in clan.
this 'cheese' be too strong for you,
like one lick got you coughin' blue.
I'll 'wrap' you with 'bacon's' sh*t,
oven cook you 'til nice and crisp
then feed you to them 'hicks' you 'bill',
let them 'bite' you, let them get their fill.
yeah i'll 'rip' your 'star' off the wall
like teacher's pet you're hated by all.
even if you manage to stand tall on your one leg,
I'm still head and shoulders over this dumb reg.
the only time your sh*ts ignited's
when i douse it in gasoline ... throw a lighter at it.
my sh*ts a zipper, you're stuck on flickers
like I'm already done with this b*tch, you're still fumblin' with the clit'ris.
probably in your late twenties, thinkin' wrist cuttin's still expressive,
well pay attention to this message: you're average, I'm a legend.