listen....
how you gon' compare yaself to bruce lee- you ain't tough
your bruce leroy, so kiss my kicks like sho nuff
i'll show you a snap shot when the gat rock
you'll get slapped snapped and popped when the flames spark
why shouldn't i beat you up
cuz my tool gettin' jealous and he really wanna heat you up
you feed the needy with beef so they eatin' you for me
ya flow is quite bland son you startin' to bore me
go to ya mommy, tell her to tell you the story
how i left her pregnant with you cuz she couldn't afford me
f*** it i'm not done i'ma scorch him again
look at the truth tellin' little white lies again
talkin' bout i need seasonin' he tastin' my flow
so i'ma spice it up, so he can BITE a hot flow
you a ghost, i cant see you cuz you dont exist
i just took him to school quick son classed dismissed