i might of came outta the lockness/
but still in my verses some shit need to process/.
but maybe "Flash" needs to think, and take a geuss/
of who hes battlen cuz ill win cuz i got stonger finess/.
drop you off maybe, but im sure you wouldent/
win because im sure i would take you down and you couldent/.
and shouldent hafe to front me down dont need to make you frown/
yer a big fuckin blood hound, but ill just hafe to drop you on the ground/.
you askin me questions how i do it, i told you to shut up/
fuck you, you think your good fuck you aint the one rapin like kurupt/.
i just need some more time to prosess in the game/
shut up yer lame, just no theres to much stress here/.
now you got to leave to court and you askin for to much recess/
what you fat need to eat i aint impressed, man, i got more sucess/.
your less then me, now i feed you to many punches you done in two or three/
he ask who we be cant he see that im nockin you down in three/.