Makin you dissapear like Magic, my spits hit faster than two fully loaded "Automatics"
you couldnt write a Classic..if Nas ripped three of his Sentences off of Illmatic
As Raps "Book" n "Clock" on your Block, take my spit n "Learn" n "Watch..'
If i let yo spits sit on my glock, a taste of it "Still" wouldnt make you spit remotely Hot
homie get off my dick, my spit makes your "Lips" like Lloyds mix n "Smile"
pussy don start reppin yo freestyle, cus U memorized the whole DVD of 8-mile
U jus a fool bro, n yo style wit yo spits are like yo arms the size of a "noo-dle"
Homos want "More-Room" bro, U couldnt win if U did a Lyric hunt on "goo-gle"
Cleo came in she said yo Fate, "Jonos' Victorious" n U leave wit a Male Mate
Rap is a game U "Pawn", rooks place last n this King jus finished "Check-Mate"
Listen bro you have no chance of winnin, so why you n here reppin n spittin?
My gift to U 4 xmas yo next battle "Ill" win, cus ill do yo lines "Ghost-Written"
Im cuttin this bitch worse than n encision, n its cus i jus had a lyricial vision
right from the beginnin, i told you i don like fags n you fit the Fag Description
quit wit yo bitchin, i get you clapped on both yo lips worse than if yo snitchin
ight "Tom Cruise" this battle is like your battle to be "Straight", n "Impossible" Mission..