[Scripter]

your the alpha that's fibben in fact
your lip the attack... the sweeper
all wrapped attached to a peak peter
jeeze sleaze yer.. giving description of that?
you come twisting a plot..
an everything that you brought
all punches missing unimpressive
I miss the message..
they lack the demand dat..
it takes to MC
see you couldn't be me
I'm slugs and your bb's
A real life horror for ya in 3D
your in the grinder
while I twist and watch your mind burst
till the walls peal an wine
I'm leaving imprints of your spine
skint hints of your life
with intents of crime forced
to leave you dying,
to bad you chose to stand in line first
see I'm the real mccoy boy
you weren't design for it
leave you behind a mystery
your history with only one sign "Desert"
your shots steady losses clueless nonsense
and my response is...
you suck like a sucker in scum bitch...
I'm more than you could run with
your approach had no real roast
and lands flat on the rails of an Amtrak
I'll stand back and watch the man SPLAT!
high on some good trees