you call your self dirtyboy sixty-nine//
but with my lyirical vocabulary ill crush your spine//
yea im a lyrical crook//
and this battle is the first win in my never ending book//
m not trying to be profain//
but rappin agaisnt me u might as well consider your self slain//
now your gonna feel the pain//
yea street sweepa thats my name//
pimpin is my game//
and after this battle trust me you wont be the same-//