ight nigga u said drop first so good luck

always comin weak it seems like ur against agression, kid 'slept on his return key' jus so he could drop sumthin 'enter restin'(interestin)
get trampled qwik and left in a thick scandal, cuz u couldnt 'drop hottness' if u 'mishandled a lit candle'
your heat 'outta reach' cuz its weapons u 'not touchin', and ya 'blows' have 'no control' like a 'fan wit no buttons'
mah gunz is like 'skool preps' it 'clicks wit studs', cuz mah words 'put u in ya place' like 'ticket stubs'
yo dis battle i kno is gonna be hard to accept, cuz i'm 'erasin ya structure' like a 'pissed off architect'
kickin ill lines dis kid'll 'sweat' when my 'heats felt', got him 'bucklin' more den 'paranoid parents' wit 'children in seatbelts'
they say 'time heals all wounds'... well too badd dude, cause it'll 'take forever' just to 'get over' what im 'doing to you'
ya only 'hott on the streets' when you 'step barefoot' on the 'sidewalk in the summer', punches left 'Da Legends brain' with enough damage he'll be the only 'textcee' on remix that 'uses a stutter'
its a known fact dat i'm considered one of da best, put ya drops to rest, cuz like 'careless tightrope walkers' ya skillz 'depend on da net'