nice holmes.. ima type up anotha lil diddy for da fuk of it

yo

heres your Reality TELEvision..
Im fatalities, well written..in hell's kitchen
leave foe's missin.. like bail skippin
impale victems.. cuz T.V. aint real
its Fake! ..ill spit in his meal... 'n Make
this fuckin faggot finish his plate
We pickin up sum static vision his way
We need a hanger we can stick in his braids
A channel changer.. we can click him away
I handle bangers.. getcha picture displayed
on milk cartons.. ya been missin for days
im switchin frequencies.. u wanna beef wit me?
Dont make me leap up in that T.V. screen
peein' streams.. 'n takin leaks on things
that would be da King... live on every station
just look at the climbin ratins.. im instatin'
Amazin... im makin wine from raisins
live entertainment.. da rhymes dat im creatin'
pound da clubs jus like a tribe of cavemen
Son, ya time is wastin' ..pull ya plug out
the source of ya power's run out
u dont wanna have to make me dumb out
pull a gun out...'n blow ya fuckin lung out