you get serve like a feen Beat me boy thats the American Dream
Lyrical team and he got the nerves to be the knockout king

Boy you ain't ready probally can't even hold yo gun steady
Gangsta like Tony Bischetti, Take yo head off like Jason did Freedy

Boy you gone fail, I seen betta lookin bars in the Cook County Jail
You carear a start high in the air but run into somethin like a shotgun shell

It's crazy my words get in yo head like Slim Shady
You got skills but never be the best like Tracy Mcgrady

Im a braided back young cat and no I got skill
You a boy and to keep it real on a verge to killed

See this Rookie And homie i wasn't talkin bout me
Only thing close to a rapper you a be is eatin out Eve

And in a battle the only thing you beatin is yo meat
You a motha fuckin wanna be Bad Boy like Puffy Daddy

Ain't a nigga in this world thats gone get next to me
Yo flow have niggas trippin like some 10 dollar Extacy