I’m here to rip a hypacrit with a big mouth
Cuz when I stepped in here, you stayed but your luck ‘ran out’

Now for my real verse…

Don’t mess with me, I kill niggas like Meth
And if I fed off your verse, I’d prolly just starve to death
You’re a wack MC, you just need to see
If this is your ‘cue’ to win, that’s cuz I have the rest of the alphabet with Me
I alwase spit g, and there Aint no stoppin
I’ll buy a casket…and then I’ll be leavin with ‘cosh in’ (caution)
This battle is costin you, cuz I be spittin crude stuff
Nigga needs to stop callin me bra, and start doin ‘push ups’
This here I cant sit through
And if you think your just ganna ‘MARCH’ in here an win, you better have the other 11 months with you

sue me