no need to check in-cuz i'm cashin' a win-sick of wack rap so don't know why i'm battlin' him
took it eazy cuz i thought no one can handle me-but it's time to find out that i'm off da wall like a fallin' mantlepiece
destroyin' challengers who be takin' me light-spitten so much acid dat the only real challenger is a shookin' up sprite
bout' to get plastard kid-cuz rap i mastered it-c'mon even u admitted that ya flow is dazastarous
ready to attack so i dare u to test me-cuz i be flowin' so sick i got aids scared to catch me
u bout as half ass as a fraction-probably relaxin'-but afta u here dis' u'll most likely be missin' in action
u not earnin' a win-cuz i'll leave u in da dark like a den-this battle is almost more one sided than a bowlin' ball weighed in next to a pen
so before u call me wack just get it right-cuz u could'nt beat me if i turned into you dick for the night