my bars are tougher to pass than that one to be a lawyer
u weak...so imma spill the beans like my name was GOYA//
im that pretty golden boy similar to De LaHoya
i seen ya ugly ass when i passed ya 85' toyota//
now you wanna bug me while im writin my verse
so what im takin long...ya shit is prewritten and rehearsed//
im leanin back and writin my shit...while u stay dissin
im comin wit more bars than a state prison//
im that cool type of cat who be cooler then winter
and wut i say will get you heated like a microwave dinner//
by the end of this battle u really gon try to be me
im the that nigga who flipped ya girl like channels on a t.v.//
u say that im weak...ok...i guess so
the way i murdered you will land me on death row//