they call u the BLACK PLAGUE well call me the WHITE CURSE/
ima win dis battle dont matter who go first/

and i dont really care if ya 13-2/
cuz ya 3rd loss is comin when im done wit u/

my puchlines hit like homeruns in an mlb derby/
ya rhymes are PLAYED OUT like them lil toy FERBIES/

and no u and the shit juss cuz u smell like it/
my 3rd win is comin its irrelevant/

my flow is sick like a starving kid in ethiopia/
shittin bricks like u ate a house when i put the scope on ya/

youll never defeat me but u can hope to contain/
ill leave u in dust like an old picture frame/

this is 8 mile u cheddar bob ima win it 5 to none/
facin me u might as well shoot ya self wit ya own gun...
and its ova the soulja merk cats like u for fun.