my insanley gifted flow, ripps you faggot to shreds wit so much lyrical force//
for sure, im hot and your just average, you aint sick, your flows just hoarse//
KRAKKA? you qoutin eminem, well your heros a racist according to SOURCE//
but i can tell your white and you hate blacks of course//
im the type to kill your type, pullin a drive by at 120 miles out of a porcshe//

Son, dont fuck wit me, cus unless you got a lerprechaun, you got no luck wit me//
im like ali, your flows cant hit me, you must be hooked on crack worse than whitney//

and my lyrical flows will send deadly blows to your nose till you fall to your toes//
your too slow, you wouldnt beat me if i was 400 lbs runnin through 10 inch snow//
so give it up you got no flow, like retards runnin in circles, you got nowhere to go/
you should have never responded to my response, should have just said NO//
cus if you were smart you would know, wins arent awarded for no shows //