he mutters splutter he drools on his keyboard and mouse
he's got nuthin he stutters tool don't fool yourself
if i could crack this screen and get a finger on you
then i come through and stap a limb on you
frontin up like that don't matter it's about style
i'll fuck you up put you in the gutter for a while
chewin you up spat you out your in a piece or two
nothin you got can put a stop to what i release on you
mutha fucker's fake as can be
big mistake postin hate against this Aussie MC
you ain't no fuckin friend of mine
text battlin coz ya can't throw a rhyme
UK rapper you got crap against this crew of mine
i was born a lyrical rhymin mastermind
what's your name SOUL SKRIPTS or hole drips
doesn't matter same shit all splatters
look at you all caked in cum
shook like ya took it in the bum
mutha fuckin homo bitch that you are
into the flamin ditch gone i threw ya...
UK.... you wacked on crack
UK stacked rapper mac daddy crap.
