What are you thinking!!! Enough to go against me smart.//
Ill disable all your lyrical tactics scramble your words and Rip them apart.//
I got you shaking worse then a Hindu getting robbed at the mini mart//
Look honey Rapping isn’t your skill, your straight going the wrong way.//
Stick to the Birth Control Pills, Face make-ups, and skin soothing lotions by Mary Kay//
Melting you and all emcees//
Matching a boiling point to 400 degrees//
Got you begging for mercy down on your knees//
Rushed to the Hospital from my poisonous Lyrical disease//
I have Metaphoric words that fertilizes the earth//
Ripping the words out of your mouth trying to burglarize my turf//
So to you and all emcees I’ve ever met or will Meat//
I can’t be defeated or beat//
I lyrically got more lines than streets//
So if you have any more beef speak now or forever hold your peace//
You thought you had me hemmed up against the ropes back to the wall//
I got more Punches than an Boxer and now its time to take the fall//