Mista Raedar Vs Eye Que
 

yo ill put a bullet through yo brain/
got u wobblin like a blind-man without a cane/
change yo name,u aint got no IQ/
prolly y u aint got no crew/
my lyrics will blast ryte through yo speakers/
you got no where to run cuz my bullets is heat seakers/
got your blood all ova my sneakers/
im like a proffessional runner,i rip up trax/
im like a bad desiese i give my target heart attax/
my rhymez will drop u hard like a man on x-lax