I'm gonna jump on this battle witout even tryin
You writin and bitin yo shit just like my name is mC RIOT
I ain't feelin your rhymes, I'm gonna go read the new york times
If I burnt myself on your CRACK PIPE bent ova, I still wouldnt feel your LINES
I'll make you hate on yourself cuz my raps are so ill
I'll give u a one way ticket to PITTSBURGH just to beat u wit my STEAL
dats real, like the president gettin some ass, youre flow is cashed
Just like a freshmen college student at a rave, I'ma get u smashed
Your rhymes is so old that theres no way mC RIOT should be battlin
Your grandmother picked the cotton that keeps my trunk from rattlin
Thats not a racist expression, I dont hate my own race
I'm runnin marathons like Puff, cept my heart knows how to keep pace
I'm toppin your resume, just call me your header
Like Eddie Vedder, gettin dat cheddar my rhymes they be better
I'm ridin Burbans and Lacs, like Master P and No Limit
Your rhymes are like CANDY, your flow soft like Santa Clause sent it
I'm wearin red, til I'm dead, you should call me Carrot Head
I'm runnin down da streets of Motown like Bob Marley witout da dreads
These rhymes will put u to sleep, just like your mama rockin you
My niggaz is drivin by your crib and they spottin you
They neva met u before but they know my flow spewin u
Just like a hillbilly in Arkansas wit tobaco, they gonna be chewin u
I'm pushin rhymes and rocks, you workin at Kmart pushin tube socks
I'm like HARDAWAY from da baseline, wit da HEAT neva missin my SHOTS
U cant get pussy your age, your goin R. Kelly style
If our rhymes were spicy food, mine would be HOT, yours be MILD
Your girlz are so young they could pass as my sister
Thats sad cuz I'm only 17, my shoes so TIGHT, they givin me a blister
I'm glad u noticed that I didnt put a bar limit in da rulez
Cuz I know I'm like Bob Villa, I know how to use my toolz
I'ma long distance runner, kinda like Michael Johnson
You could neva get a deal, but I heard Jive wants him
Not to rap, but to sing, not in da both, but in da shower
They want you to be a RANGER of toilets, cuz u have scrubbin POWER
What u got a dolla sign before IK, your rhymes arent sick
People are like ICK when they hearin you spit
I'ma end my verse wit one more line and I'm like a flashlight, I'ma shine
I'm not feelin your SHIT, not even if I stuck my whole fist up yo BEHIND
