im up at bat, let me quikly set da precedent
i'll gain hella votes, even BUSH'll call ME president

Big Necks get infect, mi skill spread like bacterial SARs
n da CDC wont be able to distinct yo bullshit from valid bars

if your flow was water in the desert, relief you'd never find
i'll merk this kid by spitting fire on 16 total lines!! (---count 'em)

U re-think of battlin', r i'll commit ur frame to rest
even mission iraquis freedom, wont keep me, when i leave u headless

my flo POP EYES, n I'm famous, shameless, chikin u fameless
unmarked graves, pushin daisies, u a John Doe among the nameless

u n orphan to da rimeless, so i call you Annie Punanny
yure hairs red from blood clots mi flow put in yo crannie

Big Neks r filled wit specks from the context of my lyrikal tek
cause my text, like voodoo hex, will spell your emcee death

I'll rite a wack line on purpose, BigNeks, wutz ur fukkin'xcuse
your body still, like Emitt Till, hangin' from my bars turned noose