that's it? that's all you got, "trouser" boy? a word of warning, I will break you!!, I'm bad with toys, cause that's what you are, I'll play you, like station-two, pull out some moves from Tekken and use them on you, I'll prove to you that I'll run circles spewing lyrics at a fool like you, while you be trippin on your izm, too slow to move, I'll torture you, cut off your balls and fingers too, so you can never cause confusion about who, the best be, I'll never test, b, just blow a hole with hollow points in your chest, the size of a coke can, I roam the land in search of battles, but only broke men leave, I pick your pockets, stop you in your tracks and take your wallet and your watch, bitch, give up your whole shit, whatever skills you got, your set of lyrics and your dictinary, now you're weak, you nothin', you lost, and we forgot about you, don't make me ride on you again, cause next time you will die, man, and that's a promise, british panzie, has been, joke of a guy, you're my fan..

it's all love, your turn