ayo i'm like a black samson i'll pull da earth from under your knees-shake ya kapri's-and ya little ass to the third degree-i'm gettin' sick of rappers singin' da same song-dis' guy looked at my signature and still spelled my name wrong-bout' to teach you a lesson-during dis' session-cause Hold more gunz than an algebraic expression-thought you was gonna win well you's a hit man-cause whack rappers get layed down like a bike wit' no kickstand-everything i spit is real-my shit is ill-compare me to george forman cause i be all in ya grill-tryin' to pursue a career sorry to say your not goin' far-because in my mind you [suck] like a porn star-i'm a big dog you still rollin wit' kitties-dis' battle is ova cuz i'll neva catch myself gettin' beat by pookie from NEW JACK CITY.