kosher Instantly i vaporize wanna be tough guys electrify the whites of your eyes so you you cant even see what its like when doves cry i lay more tracks than smack addicts at a blood drive you dont wanna battle with this kosher soldier rippin off your arms and beatin you with the shoulders makin you nauseous have you beggin for me to halt this on point like swordfish comin in with the raw shit sharper than Rawkus with the razorblade em-buh-lem taking on ten of 'em comin out swingin like a pendulem i'm raising the bar this tourney's gonna make me a star and if you wanna spar i'll be pete townsend, you can be the guitar or we can do like in godfather 2 i'm al pacino, you be diane keaton any way you look at it its a one-sided beatin school's in session, and you haven't met the grade i'll knock you off your Axis and put you in retrograde you wait for applause, but all you hear are the crickets you wont get to round 3 even if you buy a ticket maybe in san diego you can get away with these tactics but to be the champ here takes skills, and you lack this i'm your new Padre, and i'm hittin the mattress with your mom tonight - she gave me Instant Access so go home with that wack shit you cant win, you bore me and if this were a secret ballot, even YOU would vote for me
Ax like chamiqua i holds-claws and bear slap ya froze thoughts.....you Kosher than slow pause.....ya verse makes me doze off.....snooze button attacked..you couldnt pull insurance if Ben held ya Aff-lack....plus you lack experience....ass backwards dilerious...last rapper to hear from this...grand master is spearing kids...like olympic discus you gettin thrown out the yard....Kosher was a special child....aka...a retard...i leave bars unfinished just to diminish ya writtens....cause id still be hotter than fat hands wearing mittens.....so listen Kosher...dill..bland...yeah whatever....ima momument dunny..you just a souvineer sweater...always worn...im concrete stainless steel never torn....forever swarm like the W brizzle....you the WB..disfuntional..heres a tissue....the missle heat seeks deletes ya weak speech....you beef..than eat meat....afterwords ya veg speaks....i sonic the hedge geeks on some poetry shit...you wildin out cuzzin and get ya conoly face split....oh holy grace kid...its Frak on the scene....you think its Kosher son...best fall back on ya lean....im the first Dream Team...you in that 6th place finish....dont test the god youngin or get ya facials blemished...