Lament’s tryin’ to hang and it has me at a loss

Do you think you’re Tony Danza? **** I’M the boss

I have a bevy of skill that won’t just leave you in stitches

Before you defend a coroner is cleaning **** from your britches

You were at a disadvantage as you stepped on the scene

Son, you’re just a foamy pint and I’m BINGEBOT 2015

I can’t afford a rival as new Dictator Emcee

Lock you in the shower, give you a wash of Zyklon B

Because when it’s time to battle I always play for keeps

You’ll end up like all my enemies: A chalkline in the streets

When warring MC DB the only option is retreat

You’re like a summer project rowboat against the US Naval Fleet

I spit heroin mainlined in veins that are varicose

Too late you realize the quality leaves you much more than comatose

A dominance so legendary you’ll look it up on Snopes

Only to find a single line stating, “Th-Th-That’s All Folks!”