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!