When my fists punch you go dead like clickity clack
Not a chiroproctor, but ya leaving with a rickity back
Are you looking for trouble with your lies are is Jiminy Cricket back?
Your garbage dog, saw you diggin out some of my throw away lyrics
Asking for the germ, but you can't handle this like hot pans n shit
Lets keep this peace with a handshake or I'll chop hands n shit
Number 1 on the site, don't believe me, thats why your checking back like my name states
Breaking backs like the catalyst taking names
Leaving you paralyzed in a E.R. like Christopher Reeves for jumping ship
And you a hater, thats why I heard from your car my thumping shit
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