pay attention, i'm about to mention something to ruin this chump's-day
curt couldn't "eat" Jabbz if he practiced at the Hometown Buffet
see i land these shots-wit-ease cuz when i grab the glock-&-squeeze
i'm puttin "Deuce in ya chest" like you swallowed "Robin-Keyz"
stay coppin-cheese, only thing curt coppin is a feel-from-his-dad
mutual copulation wit a dog is the only time he get a "deal-from-a-lab"
sorry son i aint crammin no fudge, it's only guns-i'll-be-packin
but go to your family reunion if you really wanna-see-faggots
i'll leave you tore-in-fifths, only been 6 bars & you want no more-of-this
my spits flow like a mornin-piss, yours is corny like your choruses
check it curt, i lurk on the sicc to dispurse what i spit toward craniums
Jabbz'll leave a "hole in your dome" like the "dallas cowboys' stadium"
it's been said, i'm a beast, with spits i'm gonna stay-undefeated
curt b's just like a "salad tossee," cuz this gay-punks-been-"eaten"
i spit so quick the shit so cold it's ridiculous, you stay shiverin-homie
fuck syllables, "fingering assholes" is the only way you "deliverin-multis"
it's over, i advance, you gettin your punk ass hauled off-in-a-gurney
you lost-in-this-journy, all i can say is better luck in the topical-tourny