Well lyrikal, this has been a long-time coming,
Slip out ya dress, let down ya hair, and drop the harp that you been strummin,
See all I heard, outta YOU? Has been NONSENSE........
Man what the fuck, you gettin' WORSE, plus you KNOW I been the don since
You was little......
Takin baby steps with ya frees,
My APPRENTICES could teach ya, and I could help ya with EASE...
But I couldn't think of a reason, to even give you a CHANCE
For real, I'll go mid-EVIL bitch and HIT you with a LANCE
You stupid, slow, an EASY TARGET, a perplexed OX.......
Killed by Mod hits from my "mod-chip" in my mothafuckin X-BOX (oh what???)

You TALK to "come hard", but your verse exposes "LIMP DICKS"
You couldn't "bring the fire" with a TORCH in the OLYMPICS
So now you got no heat, plus the "meat" you "beat" is BONELESS
Son PLEASE! You couldn't "run the streets" if you were HOMELESS

Good thing you got a purse bitch, and brought some lipstick too,
I'll take those 10 bars bitch, and drop yo ass in TWO....