[Master Rock]

I chopped it up in Egypt's kitchen clothed as a jackal sacrificing lambs
popped open a can whupping ass on this supposed Pharaoh, frying up his spam
You can't run with me on land or the through sand,
I'm beyond your distance of what your mind can even span
my Exodus plan is parting the sea, across we band,
while your armies swallowed before the strand
I heard your audios..." I'm begging, someone please block this man!"...that's all I can stand
and I can't stands no more...
This must be the same kid who's been licking on doorknobs and humping the floor
this emcee's squared, with personality disorder galore, while Zuck is sucking his teets suckling for more
this kid is everywhere and the reason why the pansies on Netcee's ass is sore
Stop Spamming the board your deteriorating in the present and past tense
All you bring is pathetic verses, I googled you and you're struggling to make AD sense
pocket change, the channel,
the only way you'll be dope girl if you sniff my lines and od cause you can't handle
Robronda the get jacked, I am the vandal, while you seem to be the bust down on the panel,
Cereal you're my brother, and I say this because I care,
can you please scrub the putrid crust stain out of your underwear