FreeJC - Redrum lyrics

[Verse 1/MC Rimmer] Your as fake at the beef in a happy meal Your sh**'s more flaky than paint when it peels I just don't give a f**, your sh** outta luck You silly duck, writing rhymes as good as muck sh** You wanna beef, then come on and bring the ruckus Your sh**'s getting played out like skinny jeans on f*ggots You got less swag than the excrement off a maggot There's more intelligence than the crap in my regurgitation Your mother should of called the clinic for cancellation Your better get your seat belts fasten Earl has the a**, but I put the sin in a**a**in [Verse 2: FreeJC] Last time I was on a track, everything was alright It was me taking down Red, but everything was still white Boy, It was dope as a dimebag, now pa** me the light Cause I burnt up that sh**, he can't put up a fight Do you remember the 21st line of "Red December" The 'Hop Off My Dick Club' is one where you're a member September and November, RedMasta's always falls Oughta masta how to jump off both my balls Slay this little b**h merciless, Michael Vick With Madd Dogg in the pound, you puppies is sick You make liftthat look like he ain't s**ing no dick D'you get it that you'll always be part of the white clique? White skin and name, the white one they'll never pick Again to hit that green or get that purple shtick All these wack wannabes better learn to back off Red's pinned against the wall and he can't take the tack off