YO,SON, YO. I DONT KNOW WHAT YOU TRYIN TO PULL OFF/
BUT YOUR PIMPLES IS HOTTER THAN YOUR FAKE GUN,YOU REMIND ME OF RUDOLF/
CATS LIKE YOU AINT NOTHIN,YOU'S A FUCKIN TARD YOU NEED'A STOP BLUFFIN/
BATS WIPE YOUR PAINT HUMMIN,YOU THINK YOU HARD EVEN WHEN YOUR SKINNY ASS NEVER EATS SOMTHIN/
YOU GON' CATCH A TECH BUST DOWN/
WHAT YOU GON' SAY IN SCHOOL,DAT I LET YOUR TRUST DOWN/
DONT COME TO MY SIDE WIT NON' DAT WEAK BULLSHIT/
IMA HIT YOU UP HARDER THEN 50 CENTS CHEEK PULLS SHIT/
AND I AINT GIVEN YOU NO OPEN ALLY'S/
YOU NEED DA JUMP HIGHER CUZ DA POWER OF MY TECH'LL SEND YOU ACROSS DA SLOPEN VALLY'S/
AND I DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT MY BASKETBALL/
JUST CUZ THE FACT DAT YOUR GIRL'S ON MY DICK CUZ MY PACKETS' TALL/
AND I JUST MET UP WIT ONE OF MT OLD GENERALS/
YOU REMEMBER D.C. CUZ WE ALMOST WENT FEDERAL/
NIGGAZ AINT MESSIN WIT ME, IMA O.D. CLASS SOLDIER/
TRIGGAZ AINT STRESSIN SHIT "B",TIME DA SPIT YOUR TRASH-HOLDERS/
DAMN I HAVENT SEEN MY NIGGA IN A LONG TIME/
YOU SHOULD WATCH WHAT YOU SAY BILLA,YA MIGHT SAY DA WRONG RHYMES/
AND THINK I DONT STAND A CHANCE,AND YOU SAID I WASN'T GON' WIN/
MAN SRINK YOUR HAND AND TAKE A GLANCE/IMA TAKE YOU FOR A SPIN/
NIGGAZ STAY TALKIN DAT ISH,YOU'S A FUCKIN FAGGOT/
TRIGGAZ PLAY IN DIS GAME SO MAKE A WISH,YOU'S A STOMPED OUT MAGGOT/
IM PULLIN ON DA TECHNINE,MY NAME IS TECHRHYMES, YOU DUN LOST DIS SHIT NIGGAZ SHOULD BET MINES/
AND IM DOIN THEM REP RHYMES,YOU COULD NOT SAY ITS YOUR BEST TIME,YOUS A MOTHERFUCKIN BITCH, YOU COULD SAY DAT YOU GET DIMES.
YEAH PULL ON DAT SHIT MY NIGGA. DONT TAKE SHIT TOO SERIOUSLY IIGHT. 