ho! spit words then check it/
then chill while you misdirect it/
build my rhyme from the ground to erect it/
now you best grab your sack and protect it/

'cause my lyrics'll castrate yah/
i'll verbally annihilate yah/
no fresh flow will save yah/
from the skills i bring to the tay-bah//

condition your mind to defeat/
'cause when you steppin' to me, I won't greet/
you with a soft rhyme to cut your teeth/
on, boy my words'll shear you like a sheep/