If I were ta rap about them sailers that sing
That's the thing you probably want me to ping
Cause you're just dyin' to know what I think

And my take on some other singers that plain well stink

If I was to say something about Sailing Sweater,

Simply cause I'm better than em', and can rhyme every letter
your pants'll get wetter, with rising better suspicions,
cause I'm christian, and they christian, so probably like

My competition, right?

Nope, Sailin sweater ain't dope

And so's Dante, mesa, besae, lesa, liber-tate
B-b-b-b-b-but, I don't compete with no-bambi
I just go hard, do the rope-a-dope Am-pie

Shuffle, and dance around my opponents, that's why ya'll go- nuts
Sometime's I just play possom, Like I'm asleep that's awesome
sometime's I'm hatin Dante dropsa Dimes, ima high in my rhymes

Tis' like medieval times, tis' like I hither the day
Sink my pen in my ink, an think, of what Eminem were ta say
And LAY, my lyrics like i laying lazy fo' prey

And let em' know they never gonna pay off my way
And blast they with the Ampie Amp, the Ampitone emblem
crank thEm up on the noise, I keep my lyrics $$#embled

then Tell dem why, look em straight in the eye, sink some sailors in waters west of du-bai
And the LII--ght shall emerge of St.Paul's truest words
And torch the turds of king james who blames my lyrical birds

And the shadows of those jerks, no longer hiding their works.
or Their souls, truth be told , all my power's un-corked
anti-chrine, an-an-an- anti chrine, that ain't the line, your in a bind, you lost, vic-tor-e cost is mine


There's nothing else for me to say, all my ampies adore me
Saling sweater bores me, acting all saracastically corny

So at night before you sleep, I hope you look in merror
and see you soul sicking itself, you know your tainted with error
My Starling, I hope you never sing again

My Starling, you and me, were not meant to be
My Starling, and if I can't sing with you, no one can
My Starling, cause I possess the soul, mind, heart, and it's body ( x2 )