Chorus:

When I rap in your face,
You're gonna crap in your place,
Crap Crap in your place,
Make yo lap a discrace,

Spittin' rhymes like mace
at those eyes in your face,
and you crap in yo place,
make yo lap a discrace.

You've pumped out something
you don't dare to share,
and it's in yo underwear,
cuz my rappin made you scared,

it's sludge that you packin,
something that you sat yo crack in,
soft servin out yo back end,
chocolate black fudge on tap, and,

got a pound of crude that's imbued in your suit,
got that stinky attitude
cuz yo dinky in a stew,

it's doo doo and it grew cuz I'm rappin at you,
now yo covered in poo,
dick, whacha gonna do-do?

I'm gonna crap sommore,
give my pants another chance,
and then I'll try the floor.

I'd abide to lie and say I'm surprised,
but I'm aware you're underwear's gonna rise in size,
bubblin supplies, spittin out mud pies
from the crack at the base of the back of your thighs.

yeah, you know why?

Chorus:When I rap in your face,
You're gonna crap in your place,
Crap Crap in your place,
Make yo lap a discrace,

Spittin' rhymes like mace
at those eyes in your face,
and you crap in yo place,
make yo lap a discrace.

Heat in your seat, crappin' up the place,
Cuz my words churn turds when I'm rappin in your face


your bowls are bare,
and now yo pants is full,
call the pope cuz
this shit lookin like a miracle,

yo intestines are destined
for acts of digestion
testin precedents
experts will question

And now you are restin,
you think you're out of fuel,
You gonna shit out that gum,
You was chewin' back in school,

that slipped off the tip
of your tiny little tounge
when you was young,
a little bitch, lickin' lollies havin fun.

You cried and yo eyes filled up with tears,
When you heard it would stay in yo ass for seven years.

Yeah. You know why?

CHORUS

Without delay
Your insides will spray
in disarray, like confetti
on the floor on new years day,

Then you'll strain in pain,
pop out yo head vein,
and you'll shit out yo brain,
slip it down the storm drain,

then shit out yo teeth,
crap um out on the street,
All four cheeks meet,
in a pile at yo feet

And you'll stay the course,
And yo parts will divorce,
You'll Implod like a supernova
from all the force

And you'll make a black hole,
Somethin you can't control,
Suckin' from yo butt,
with a cosmic pull

we'll be displaced into space,
The whole earth'll be erased,

You know why?
CHORUS