i spit like a llama, if you talk shit ill spit on ur baby mama,
im from the hood what are you thinkin nigga?
are you thinkin my rhymes are as weak as jigga?
or maybe you got me mixed like a shake, cuz my flow will put u in da oven to bake,
i could put ur head on the wall faster than twista would spit to save his last ball,
mase needs to wear a bag on his dome, and maybe then his momma will let him come home
im dissin the whole rocafella crew better than even nas could do