I Salute you Mr. Washington, For even Tryin To Challenge-Me
But You Got Less A Chance Comin Out Alive then Hand Standing a Balance-Beam
I Got a Falacy, That Ima Win This Battle Like I Was In Tip-Top
Shape, Your in a State Of Shock and Couldnt Defeat Me If You Were The Lance Armstrong of Hip-Hop
Im Concockting A, Bomb That Will Make Me The Boss-of-Him
And A Large Percentage of Washington
This rap Tears You Apart, and Bears-From-The-Start
A Detaching Message For ya Crew To Dispair-and-Depart
Ill Be Damned Like Zombies, If you Come Out Alive and Not Astounded
Cause Quckily, ill Make you The Love below Like Out Kast and Andre 3000