aight kid imma start it, but its up to u 2 try 2 finish it//
cuz i gaurantee anything u spit, ill easily diminish it//
dont begin with it, unless u wanna get hurt and merked//
this bitch gets chapped lips standin in the cold in a mini skirt//
ya rehearsed verse still couldnt measure up to mine//
gimmie a clock and a keyboard and ill beat u in no time//
ur objective is to win, but sorry that "mission is impossible"//
ill leave ya in dis-illusion, my flows is just to optical//
read the text, i jus put ya to the test u mess wit the best//
u die like the rest//