Verse One
You won
I tear up bars like a drunk on a bus tour I
The hideous, insidious, super fly Suffa,
Ignorance is bliss and you
s**er rock a set; I
I
You don
You don
Leave you torn; you couldn
You couldn
You walk in the club dipped in j**els and versace,
Only gay guys wear that much gold, ask Liberace,
MCs act arrogant, I wonder why,
If your sk**s matched your ego you
Your rhymes are more average than your girlfriend
And with a face like that, I hope that girl can cook, it