i ain't wanta have ta do this to you, but you called me out,/ so im gone do it cause you running your mouth,/ " it's a murder," --- one sided, im sick of your verse,
and i ain't even read it yet, you negitive first
you taking a lost, thats why in the positive light
thinking " aight iLL killed me, it's nothing ta write"
you a joke,/ i never read any thing that you wrote
"you poppa doc ass nigga" go the mile, you choke
you broke,/ you wish you was me, you wish you was dope
im hot you cold, + you ain't never have no hope
"you must be high"
you need to stay away from the weed,/ im iLL, wit metaphors that you can't even read./ i'll come at your neck,
theres no such place for tie
you either win, or lose, like you live or die,/
im sicker then anthrax, small pox, and cancer
im Hive, i'll turn you to god, you waiting for answers
{why me}


" you don't want it "