Lemme teach ya dog,gonna chalk my first win on tha blackboard//
your styles so played, i rate it as your name...backward//
like fake gold, ya gona turn "Green" with rage//
when this newb mc,burns u off tha page//
Since you like hallucinating,huff ur own herbish aura//
i make u question yourself, more than the box of Pandora//
Like exorcism i got ya head spinnin//
have u sleepin in cushions,n i aint talkin bout bed linen//
Pop ya spinal column out, kid im poking ur rhymes//
he`s so predictable,my loses were gona be his opening lines!!//