This ngaz overrated-think'n he made it but wid' RB in his basement,His stylez fabricated
like bin laden tapes theres no escape from this payment,Hits my fist like pavement,
leav'n an engravement- Gets clapped for being blatant,Sufferz Enslavement whatz you wanna do
I own his Pink-Slip statement, n his album sales r lower than George Bushes IQ.

Cat packs Fake gun chainz from swapmeets-Couldn't beat me if we Swapped BEatz
Imma elite unique MC with suites-you a petite simplistic repeat dead-beat
Crossed in a dead-heat who tried to bite Red-Meat,on a PMS peak,think'n u chosen
Now you in a Dead-Sleep For try'n to FUCK with my technique,cuzyour ego's smaller than mY scrotum

Your crewz got no clues - bin threw a couple lousy feuds with sum newbz dude,
Now you glued to get screwed - beat'n n bruised, leave ya tounge-sore,
My lyrical cyclones cut chordz. like swordz - ur ez rhymerz make me wanna flush more,

Hands his audio like food to needy -he gets around like pussy thatz real sleezy,-
once in his pussy pull'n out is not EZ, and He cant flow like Shaq cant Freethrow believe me,
Check the factz in an almanac - LA is all an act thaz back to back bitches,
You the dipstick of lyrical snitches - who can't spin recordz labeled guiness,

Pop you like ballons helium - or gunz sicilian - you dnt measure the closest,
All 4 of em suck <ock for milk swarm like locust I spread shellz like lotion,
I'm rubust and they see that they all pointless like no cars in GTA3 its bogus,
I'm inhumane u Whack notion, and they all hopeless like RosIe O' Donnel doin' Aerobics,