my bars set to hit u up completly....urs jus got spotty aim//
lame rhymes dont hit like retarded kids un-potty trained//
i spit flamez... like my saliva mixed in wit gas an octane//
death b4 dishonesty, u better off puttin ya life in a crows wangs(wings)//
undefeated huh? lemme make this a loss u wont forget//
come original stop searchin the net for shit that aint ben bit yet//
my bars leave u ass-ed out flustrated for tryin to compete//
i send ya ass naked home cryin back to da LBC on ya feet//
u just a baby to me hollow so go teeth on a dick//
gurgle an spit and get a tutor to help you re-write ya shit//
nigga stick to the script dont dont let ya thinkin fall behind to ya lips//
jus get a skirt an thong caz u already act like a bitch