before u even start ima make u wanna quit-spittin
my rhymes are so tight youd think they was pre-written...

my crew will leave u ''SHOOK''/ we roll ''MOBB DEEP''
capitol punishment no matta the weatha we bring the heat...

ill leave u hung out to dry like laundury/
i stole the show bitch call it armed robbery/
armed wit lyrics aint no mc can harm me...

i be-leavin mcs who aint be-lievin in me/ wit burns 1st degree/im to hot
aint a better mc/ ever as cleaver as me/especially/ u not....

ya ''DEAD WRONG''/ u should be ''READY TO DIE''/
now ya dead gone/ im gettin closer to five...........
wins on this mic i got u sayin stop the violence/
no tolerance/ for all u fuckin tyrants...

now im endin this battle i got shit to do/
ya 0-1 neva shoulda came n faced me foo.