I Make Big Pun look like a Treblinka victim...
My shit is the best, soo good it's fingerlickin'/
I'm so huge, I Make Big Pun look like a Treblinka victim/
I don't care at all, you haven't grown pubic hair at all/
I came to wreck your party, and stare at y'all/
If you want a clean fight, It doesn't seem right/
To carry behind your back, a fuckin' steam pipe/
I take you out anyway, so stop your whalin', like Jona/
I would still fuck you up, even if I was laying in coma/
You ain't a player, and those you call "your ten gals"/
Is just your average bunch of gay, male pen pals/
I don't try to patronize, I fuckin' hate your type/
But it seems like your gangsterstile, is just a state of mind/
You gays should be fed, with tear gas sprayed to your head/
'til you look like extras from Romeros "Day of the dead/
I lay on your bed, givin' you something to investigate/
My faeces in your bed sheets, might help you to masturbate/
Junkie fuck, you're gased up like an airplane, driven by propane/
Snorted your dead granny, thought I had given you cocaine/
While spreadin' my faeces and diseases on your recess/
I kill your playmates, and put'em on a cross like jusus/
yay!