Yeah..

Yo Dirty, (yeah)

Keys (What up)

Whatta you say we introduce ourselves?

(Whyzer)

My name is Whyzer

And I'll advise you stop getting wise or

Imma play dexter and pull out my fuckin circumsizer

Ain't got a scalpel either I mean, my left incisor

I ain't gay, im just sayin dont fuck with me cuz im cray

Don't protest it. Man, I didn't digest it. (Nope)

I don't want no foreskin goin through my colon like an inmate on his first day at Fulton

Get ready I'm cuz boltin

Like Usaine. Who's sayin I'm insane? It's a shame

You can't tame me til I get fame and y'all know my name

I'm winning this rap game, you're lame

I can tell you're talking shit every time that you're hocking spit

Look, your words dripped inside a slow cooker what a crock of shit

Cuisinart proctor silex rival bravetti whichever u bought on the tele

Your shit stew's ready

I'm like a verbal machete

U better hold steady

Here comes freddy u ain't ready

El dente like your spaghetti

(HOOK X2)

If you dont know who the fuck this is

You better listen THE fuck up or cut of your ears

Heres to the shit that we've done and what'll premere

We're the saultiside crew and 2012 is our year

(Tony Keys)

Hey, it’s tony keyz

Pleased to meet you

Pleased to beat you

Defeat you, EAT YOU

Head to shoulders

Toes and knees

Tony Keys, a phony? Please

Holy geez believe, I'm a genius

Keys is the one and only, rap jesus

Calm, quick and diligently

Killin the beat, (a beast) legitimzing illegitmicy

Educated, socializer,spitting verses with whyzer

Got so many hoes on me that you'd think im on fire

Think i'm a liar? i'll inspire you to fuckin retire

Like you got a flat on your Mitsubishi Aspire

What? You thinkin this is a dream?

I spit a violent stream, now I'm back on this team

Got my Head up high with a full head of steam

Aimin for the top, man im gonna reign supreme

(Dirty Bill)

They call me Dirty Bill

But im not sure why the call me that

Is it cuz I run with my dick out down the cul-de-sac?

Pull the sack to the left

Pull the dick to the right

Play air guitar with my junk

(Yo that riff was tight)

Whats weird to me though

Is that I get called sleezy

While you're munchin more foreskin

Than that whore nicole polizzi

Jesus, its easy to see

We siece these words and act greasy

To please me, it'll take six midgits

A squirrell and a Mr. Freezie

But dont get it twisted, maybe you missed it

Maybe your sister just got fisted

I know you wish it was a statistic

I insist its just sadistic, that this dicks so narsassistic

The sickest, yet most sofisticated psychopath that ever made it

Hated,cuz when you say potato, i say blow me

Slowly worship it like its holy, moly yo

Be quiet girl while i got your lips playin goalie

And ill end this verse like whyzer now, ravioli what?