They think they got me with my back to the floor

But its a guard position, and you ain't ready for war

Ain't ready for blunt force trauma hammer blows to your jaw

Guillotine choke you out just to uneven the score ..tap...

Your girl looking like she would like a bang , I max hardcore the hoochie and pass her to a biker gang

Ground game Gracie but Nine is a striker fam , Suarez the type of man nutmeg the ref too

Messi penalty pass I'm straight disrespectful F you

You go wound o Abou Diaby

I gotta Jamaican homie short fuse Don't diss the yardie or he will catch a body ... Twitter warriors keep typing ...

I look for who they hyping and roundhouse em

Watch him slump hit the floor Dada 5000

Ya mix tape garbage I gave it a light browsing

And gasoline dousing no pun intended it Lit

Now you throw a fit ranting on the net you tit

My volatile exploding spit will blow you to bits

Nobody cares about disposable hits

I rose from the pits to go at you twits

I do not beef with memes ,Photoshop pics for trips

Sue me - I'm lawyered up like Ricky Tarfa , king Mode there's none after

But my Newcastle was full of haters so I had to Bounce like Ben Arfa

You cannot manipulate the zen master more hardcore than Newjack and Mustapha

You new staffers not board members you getting branded branding iron still heating deep inside the coal ember

Unfriending all your defenders my ego's gargantuan

I wish u get trapped in a pit full of tarantula's

Lol ain't nothing funny Don't fams or mention us

Cos you about as fake as the letter of Lentulus