RUTHLESS a hip hop heavyweight//
im a professor in this game while mad`s only a graduate//
u got ur first degree when u were only eight?//
from where? university of wack rapping congregate//
dude ur legacy stretches as far as ur nose//
ur rap stinks like spending a week in the same clothes//
do u really exist? shit nobody knows//
u might kill cats, but its dogs then run the shows//
Nothing personal, just thoght since there was no concept id just run my mouth..
next theme is late night creeping
late night creeping/
i got my chick calling and buzzin/
cant answer the phone/ im on my mway to committ murder/
im a all black with a balaclav on/
i only need to be one km away from him/
in that distance my fly wheel can get close to him/
you wil never sleep again/ i be ur nightmare/
cut of your tongue/ whachu sayin now/
ruthless? uz got to be kiddin/
they way u suck dicks, i prefer callin u dickin/
u dont even know what is a punchline/
im sure u thought it was a cut after a punch/
il crunch your ribs and turn em to a salad/
f***, you a fagg you bastad/
the only punchlines u know of is swearin/
now go tell your mom thatd mad just dissed u/
bitch, i aint even dissin u......motherf***er