This is like a terrorist attack cause I’ll “blast-ya-dome”
You will not “last-that-long”, his own mom even tells him not to “rap-his-songs”
For dear life, I’ll have you “hanging-on” like “ass-in-thongs”
Quit acting like you tough cause you “not-that-strong”
PMing me, telling me I’m not gonna win…
But I’m just like “lay-off” cause I’ll upset more than 2004 NBA “playoffs”
He’s quick to grab the mouse like he does at his “day-job”
This battle is like a failed dress rehearsal…
Cause there’s LIGHTS, CAMERA, but no ACTION
Your just a fraction of what I am causing distractions
I’m not feeling your rhymes, so you need catalyst to start a “reaction”
In his profile, he claims to eat emcees but I guess I’m “not-your-taste”
Please “stop-this-waste”, you have no personals, that’s a proof of “cut-and-paste”
He’s not from East Harlem, you posted at 0134 AM on week-day
I beat-fakes that wanna form enemies and then envy-me
If you send another hate mail, you will get-a-beat
Quit lying, the only street you’ve seen is “Sesame”
After this, I’ll give a bad reputation like I squashed-your-name
You need detergent in your head, so you could “wash”-your-“brain”…