Come on Captain Tall, don't make me show you how to ball
I'll come at you soundlessly standin over you makin you small
You may try to play ball me cause your the captain of your bunch
Like crunch, that's the sound of the cereal I'm eating for lunch
You can try to rock the screen, just let me get right to the point
I'll make you transparent, like the smoke that comes from a joint
I'll cry, look here son, no other emcee ever had a dryer eye
Like maytag I'll have you spinning around cleaning up pie
You'll let me off light tonight, well that's good man that's okay
Because I'll come back at you heavy like those kids from NWA