Look fucker, when I post threads and ask for feedback
I don't want opinions from fags and weak cats
You call yourself Warchild but I just can't see that
You representing England, I live where the beef's at
You English muthafuckas is softer than twinkies
Y'all cross legs and sip tea cups with your pinkies
And then you got nerve to say my shit was OK
When lyrically I slash muthafuckas like O.J.
You pussy ass bitch, keep my name out your mouth
Before I cop a missle launcher and aim at your house
Matta fact you should drop rap all together
Ain't nobody feeling England, Y'all soft like feathers
I'm from the U.S, a world wide awsome power
Only thing you got popping is Austin Powers
Plus we shooting at the cops like the shit is legit
Where you're from cops tote night sticks, that's it
Just face it, you's a fake like Letterman's tupee
Ain't nobody feeling you, bitch, fuck the U.K.