All this dude gone do is clap about my name, cause bitchin he on/
He gone start yappin mayne and I'ma be sendin em' home/
I run this battle, I'm the boss, already take ya loss/
Wastin my time and skill, its time to pay the cost//
I'm lettin you know u fuckin wit a man that rhymes senescent/
Drop 15 bars and hah ya path come ta an end liquescent/
I'm a Champ cuz, I Knock out for my cresent//
You rappin about me, like me fame you mourn/
I'm innate wit the skills, you been garbage since you was born/
Get off my dick, I know you compare it to a stick, or horn//
Straight-long-and stiff/
No room fah faggots, so I'm sendin you off a cliff//
I'm done.........Psyche, I'm still usin the linger/
You sittin thinkin of bars while I'm abusin the finger//
Dawg I'm the Street Champ, and yo loss is my Vamp.