yo dawg ima chew u up n spit u out lyrically/
wit my ryhmes i can rap at a chruch n speak out spiritually/
so im kallin u out ta show ya wat a real battles like/
but ya see son im not that nice type im the kind tha rides ya mom like a mountian bike/

see im nice wit my ryhmes n the way i flow/
u undastand this or u retard o sry i mean slow/
see i didnt want it ta have ta come ta this but ya rhymes is wack man/
but ima keep burnin on u till u black n tan/

see im keepin tha flow goin n neva gon stop/
but this my version of the "new improved hood hop"/
now see ima put tha shoty ta ya chest n blow bak/
n this is jus tha warning of my attack/

well im bout ta b out but im not done jus yet/
i still gotta tell ya bout me gettin ya moms pussy wet/(haha)
well im gettin tired of watin my time on ur wack ass/
so ima try n end dis for u jus real fas/

well im out n all gone but jus rember/
ima gon but u kan try n come at me in november/(lol)