Chedda, i can rip you to a shredda
Chedda cheese,theres not a better MC than me
I'm B-Rabbit bitch, sting like a bee, float like a butterfly
what am i, so what if i cut a guy
Did i su-su-stutta guy
Leave you punch drunk from Lunch Truck to shelta,
You neva felt the wrath of felta skelta,melt ya
got the belt for the welter weight champ,
you got in with a fake stamp
Garbage bag full of clothes, still pullin hoes,
Rip you from head to toe, from meg to to bullet whole
Next gun pull it slow, and aim at the free world before you let it go
Instead of o,i just shot my dick head,
and yes you do gotta big head
I can't call it,chedda where's your wallet
Your so drunk you can't drink to alcoholics
Make em say damn, cheddas the man
He needs a can surgically removed from his hand