Gackto AKA Jeff The Chef - "Faggots"
http://www.youtube.com/jcibs

(Spoken intro)
Yo... I see you postin' a lot of shit.
I don't even know who the fuck you are.
You know, you wanna question me on Cracky shit?
Fuck no.
Yo listen.

(First background beat)

I'll leave you red, like the color of my dew rag,
You're dead, you mother fucking new fag.
I bet you regret making the post that you had,
I'm white as a ghost and I boast that I do rap,
You're just toast, you're true crap,
Did you just get here a week ago, I need to know, cause I'm like "Who's that?"

If I were you, I wouldn't be talkin' the trash,
Fuck Olivia, I'll start fuckin' stalkin' your ass.
I'll hit 'em up, pour gasoline then spark up a match,
You're retarded, you fag,
I'm murdering you with raps and beats,
But I'll also punch you in the heart, you'll collapse.
You just had to beef.
Now you're getting real harsh shit right back.
Like I'm blastin' heat.
You'll never hear the last of me.
This rhapsody is gonna echo in your mind.
You'll never let go, cause you've been so blind.
And ignorant as fuck.
The fact that you even exist is luck.
I don't even know you, but I know you're shit, you suck.
You sit on dicks for bucks.
You never seen a chick's tits or butt.
You can't touch this, because
I'm 100 times the man you'll ever be,
Bitches can't stand you, so you mess with me.
Listen, it's my destiny,
To take shitheads like you in the dirt on the ground, I'm the best you've seen,
Sick in the head chef I be, cookin' up original recipes,
On how to murder you clowns,
Should I hang you? Nah bitch, you deserve to be drowned.
I bet you work at Burger King now.
It's painful, you try to toy with me you punk,
Shouldn't you be trying to get Employee Of the Month?
Or maybe you're a spoiled little cunt,
If that's the case, kid,
I'll take this back to basics,
Analyze the root cause of your hopeless, tactless hatin',
Trying to criticize, for ego stroke masturbation.

Internet toughguy,
You're not a badass,
You like it rough, right?
Right in your fag ass.
Seriously, lurk moar and stop bumping.
You're a jerk, a whore, and you've got nothing.

(Spoken)
Wait, who the fuck are you again?
Cut this shit off.

You know what...
I'm not even done with you mother fuckers yet.

(New beat kicks in)

Uh.
Yo, Gackto desu,
Yeah, and I ain't got no stress.
Not even from these faggots.
Yo Listen.

Lemme tell you about some of these new faggot fucks,
Who think they can shit on me and have some luck,
They didn't realize I won't have it but,
I know their secret,
They walk up to little boys and expose their penis.
They look at gay porn to explode their semen.
My flow's so sick, this is so not even.

But let's not fight,
Don't you have a clan match on XBox Live?
Or maybe a raid in WoW?
Faggots, you can't play me now.
I'm not gay, so don't lay me down,
I'll say it loud :
Wut, chocolate, anonymous,
Suck, my cock you all want this shit,
You just got rocked, and you oughta split,

You lame kids, trying to bother me,
I can tell you came with scientology,
You gotta see, I'm fuckin' spittin' like an odyssey,
And I don't wanna mislead, but I used to post anonymously,
And I just don't give a fuck.
I'm just doing my thing, not trying to live it up.
You little sluts.
I'm like an explosive kit, you can't come close to this,
You're hella jealous, so I'm the fella that you're supposed to diss.
You faggots are so horny see, you need to be put in a quarantine,
Cause what you have is a sickness,
You're ill yo,
To want to eat stacks of dicks and grab on dildos.
I guess we'll have to do some surgery,
I'll continue to play music and burn the beats,
As I'm cutting you to pieces, you turn to me,

Yo and you beg for your life, instead I just slice,
Right through your motha fuckin' head with a knife.

You asked your dad if it was ok to be so gay and he said it's alright.

You celibate virgins,
Tellin' your versions,
Of pwning and epic lulz,
Shouting memes and yellin' while working.
Your life, you've left it null.
Even your fuckin' solosex is dull.

Assuming you have a job.
Your future is doomed and you fap a lot.
Cosplay in the back of cons.
I'll say :
Who was right? You're all damn zeros,
You should suicide, and just an hero.