iight here goes......

Yo check it yo

Bussin at ya like i spray guns juss like the guerilla warfare...Now you turn runnin like you forrest gump while im still gunnin wid bullets to spare//

You juss wack...datz wat i hear from you after i gave you a head smack//
Got rhymes at attack...eatin you like the other emcees is juss a midnight snack//

Yea im black....and ill buck at cha like young buc wid his mack//
Knocked you off track....leavin dazed and confused like you been smokin crack//

You prolly need to go to the Wackeness emergency center....after i lay ya @ss down and leave you bleedin right after//

I hope you not juss another white cracker.....cuz imma punch you so hard at ya blatta that ya guts bust out and splatta//

Leavin you parapalegic after these punches land.....Ya rhymes end up bland ….cuz the only way you can get me is walkin wid ya hands//

FINISHIN OFF THIS BITCH
Eki is juss a wack name....you tryin to hard wid ya mind and fingers in strain...The disses and punchlines went ryt to ya brain...Rap lessons yo i think you gotta obtain...leave this bia laid face down cuz his gay dik rydin frens is the ones to blame//