JUNG:

I'm like Frankenstein but I'm half !@$!ed, monstrous rampage where my heart started, drawing something but I'm not an artist, actually l am, with arthritis and tendonitis, biter of !@$%orises, put emphasis on the !@$%oris, did I mention my dick's name is emphasis, where's your common senses? Over those electric fences. i'mma run at those fences, and you leave you in suspense's, tensions wars, elephants is, I run quicker than Forest, with my lyrics cuz' I need no chorus, ask Horace, drain a scorpion of his poisons, ingest em' and enjoy it, call me Hitler, world leader, go after Justin Bieber and smoke his mom's keefer. put his mom in a sleeper, sleep with her, blades on my fingers, as I $#&@ing finger her, most gruesome toolsome you'll ever witness son, if you step up to me, i'm gonna rip out your tongue, nobody is as frightening as Jung, quicker than lightening runs, quicker than the bullets as I spit out your guns, you have no flow, you need to get one, if you really wanna step up to uhm, me, oh really? Consuela, "SI", ill backhand you so hard my mutha$#&@in' hand will bleed, i smoke the red weed, I drop more bombs then World War 3, and the %#@! that's overseas, yo, grab me a spatula, and a wooden cross to fight count Dracula and his pet tarantula, yeah. pozeg.


POZEG:


Yo, Mr. Jay-Z said he invented Swag, well sorry Mr. Jay-Z, I don't mean to brag, cuz you got 99 problems, and I only got one and that's trying to find a problem, because problems I have none, Pozeg is killing it, yeah Pozeg's really killin' it, say hello to hip hops newest white immigrant, yo they're sayin' I got bomb chronic, well on a scale of Boston to atomic how awesome was it? women know that my rhymes are really sick, and every time I leave the house, they're all all on my dick, cuz they're all slobbering and clobbering to try and try my knob, but I want them to get off, because I don't have a condom on, oh %#@!, Pozeg got the lyrical wordplay, and when he plays with the words everyone says that he's gay, well $#&@ you up, and I listen to these words, from now on their absurd.

JUNG:


Teachers be like, this $$#ignment is due Thursday, I be like iight, I'll do it on Thursday, I procrastinate always, at work, with my wordplay, berserk sure, with Colgate, on my work shirt, my nerves hurt, I murder the whole take of rappers, as I shout, why the hell did you sellout?
HA BLUH!