DESCRIPTION:
Beat Produced by DJ eSPee. Lyrics by Nemesis. Picture is a street art rat created by Banksy.

Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Yes please, LT & SP, quizzical, don't test me
Ballin' like a teste, sexy like a breast-feed
Messy with my texting, Kickin' it like Messi
Yes the number 10 sing
Cause I got a propensity to rep it with intensity
Earn my stripes no referee, my stylus is deafening
Left 'til there's no questioning, don't sweat the sting like wrestling
The next thing you get a check for better invest in me
Cause I'm takin' the steak and eggs
And bacon, and breakin' legs, no fakin' I just break the chain
Mistake you shakin' my weight
Disdain you failin' to say, in May you're sailin' away
Today it pains me greatly to see your Shades of Grey leave
Not 50, mommy porn no dickies
Bondage or some whipping, comic whores are kissing
Lots of stores are wishing Obama wouldn't int-vene
All I swore is College Board will never get me

Chorus:
So let's see, who's here to lose it
Ape shit like 8 bit is 2 cubic
And you is useless, cause you is too stupid
Shoot it like Cupid, kid, lose the rubric (x2)

Verse 2:
I shoot through like round 2
I've got no bounds, that's why I surround you
Ground pound until you can't make a sound dude
Resound, found you, now you can't fit this like a clown shoe
Come at you with insane flows from all angles
Let my balls dangle does that sound at all painful?
They say what I whethered is God-like, all hail
You all fail, fake cracker faggots are all stale
Sure I'm being curt, you see, cause you are never hurtin' me
Blur the words I turn to see, in other words I'm murdering
Now sure it's an emergency, they got your nerd to surgery
Tempted to tap you in the Temple like your name was Shirly
You're sinkin' like the Titanic in the Atlantic when it's damaged
You panic standin' like a mannequin
I'm handlin' all scandals with a pad and pen
Smack you with a bed pan 'til you get mad and bad starts happenin'

Chorus x4