Lyrics
Listen to you proformance, these allot to joke about
Parv the king of spit, after my dick leaves your mouth
Now you out of our range, Parv couldnt grab that win
I'l be like ultraviolet rays, burning under your skin
You show no talent, an hold none within
You couldnt land a punch, if your fist was on my chin
Hear that crack where your body starts to give in
Parv wouldnt be seen as skill as a JayZ twin
Fists hitting your chest, punches hard to digest
Hearing the best, Redeye'l be eating your flesh
It must be a test how much skill you possessed
Coz when it comes to whackness, parvs only obsessed
With no more breath, parvs sure to see death
Coz like parking in the red, he's no time left
Illness brakedown, sicker than HIV
Coz parv will never see a win battling ANY EMCEE (lol)
Like murder sceens, I'm murdering parv endlessly
Putting him in his place ( b*** ), an thats how its ment to be
