This dudes young and poor, Vegetables Is your only "Salary"
It's Sad to See, But every verse you write is a true "Calamity"
This is Higher than Music man, the Fire is Fusin
U're like a long distant runner in last place, u'r "Tired" of Loosin
I'm Still Smart you're Still Dumb, you Still Lost, I Still Won
U couldn't even beat me in a battle me if u had a Real Gun
Just listen to me ya'll as I spit This Truth
Ya name was "Hoops" coz MC's rap circles around u In Booths
Wit Weaker Raps, U Peak where I Emmerge At
U'r So garbage that when yo tape plays, the Speaker Cracks
When I throw Acid, u can't fight Back wit Spit
Oh, did u tell them U'r addicted to "Crack".. Ass Crack That Is
From these Lips I Bust the Sickest Stuff, U should be Givin Up
U'r "Record's" more fucked up than discs that Skip too Much
My shit is Hot and Scorchin and I'm leavin you In Torment
I knock out teeth, have u wearing more wires than Informants
This is the main fuckin reason that I kill Fags
Calamity's like Lesbian Studs, he'll never be a "Real Man"
If u ain't prepared for battle, you really should Surrender Then
Or i'll just send you "home" faster than Rickey Henderson