eho yo son..u not on my level

ima be "upfront" wit this nigga, he thought he could spit
couldnt bet nobody so he bought him a win
watch out when them things run out the tech
it'll Cool J ya dome, ya "head sprung" out ya neck
I spit real loud, that u could say I blow
call dis number 1-800-save my flow
everyday i show, Mc's who wan test me
that they get CRUNCHED like i hung wit nestle
lets see, if u wanna go thats fine
how u gon b a "newb" spittin old ass rhymes
i got u all shook like i hold dat nine
if fu was "upfront" then its throwback time
u must b confused wit all ya wrong way raps
cuz diss nigga mo "pussey" than the Broadway Cats
my punches smack hard while u hurtin for hits
u a RAP waiter, cuz u workin for "tips"
dog, ima laugh, cuz ya raps all jokes
when spit, like Daffy Duck, tha-tha-thats all folks
string "hangs" mc's they commit lyrical suicide
than i commit mass murdas, as if ya whole crew had died
dont bite my rhymes, its a sin to rob me
i rap underage but they dont begin to card me
haa, u a winner?..hardly
cuz i seen better punchlines at dinner parties HAAAAA

and thas what we call a wrap