first of all stucture ya text foo ya aint the best
this guy like a target, bullseye shooting ya chest
can't blaze shit, i say hell ya you suck at this shit
ya punches hit like you's got muscle pain, not even a hit
he cliams claims he is the earthquake, but I got his ass shook.
He couldn't drop hot rhymes, if he fell in love with a poetry book.

__________________
Guess who?...

...Paramik Fuckin'...

...Owns You!