New Jack of the Year (Bonus Track)

Yo, this is my year. 2008
Damn straight I'm a heavy weight. Drunk, broke, and irate
The hunger's insatiable, unspeakable, unbreakable
Fuck the Richter scale man, Snak's unshakable
Enter the mind of this Surrey-an(?) street walker
A sweet talker, nope I'm the dope beat stalker
S-(?) grease til I'm dead and deceased
To say the least I'm a beast when it comes to lacin' these beats
Please embellish me with your jealousy
Not feelin' me ought to be a fuckin' felony
"You not sellin' me your damn CD"
Well bastard here's to Scott, go sniff three lines of E
Please. My lips are cold sore'd and crusty
Tell me mothafucka, do I look like a custee?
Trust me. I'm a killer of words
I pillage herds of you rap nerds with my shittiest verse

[Hook]
Yo, it's not like I care but I can see that you're scared
All you wack square kids really tryin' to compare
Left jealous with despair, completely unaware
I'm deadlier than Freddy gonna get up in your nightmare
Right there. I can smell your fear
I'm killin' your career with my lyrical premier
So severe...you producers and engineers
My name's Snak the Ripper, call me New Jack of the year

What?
Verse two, now what the fuck I do?
Take the train to King George, get with the Ephin crew
And I'm bettin' you ain't ready for the wrath
Superstitious like a black cat, I'm crossin' your path
Got your girlfriend sayin', "this dude needs a bath!"
Two CDs, one year, dawg, ay you do the math
Ah fuck...Don't get all bent out of shape
'cause you could get rolled up in a carpet, like to (?) jam in a crate
You faggots are fake...truth be told
Behold Van city's golden child but minus the gold
Like the Olsen Twins: this shit's gettin' old
Already had fans with no fuckin' CDs sold
Aim(?) if it's opposition
My ambition makes shitty rappers disappear like I was a magician
Hungry and lacking nutrition
Look up crazy in the Dictionary bitch, my name's the definition

[Hook]
Yo, it's not like I care but I can see that you're scared
All you wack square kids really tryin' to compare
Left jealous with despair, completely unaware
I'm deadlier than Freddy gonna get up in your nightmare
Right there. I can smell your fear
I'm killin' your career with my lyrical premier
So severe...you producers and engineers
My name's Snak the Ripper, call me New Jack of the year
What!