like 50 said is it a nightmare or a dream
put more 'x's on ya ass then the fucking magazine (xxl)
run around with a mask like i'm off of scream
leave ya blood in a container like it's whip cream
i throw more punches then lennox lewis
this a first round knockout it's a damn shame
everybody knows u a wannabe 50 trying to throw punchlines but u ain't bring ya "Game"
i smack down niggas who wish for a fight
lyrics string u along throw u in the air like a kite
to battle me u gonna need ya best verses
words subscribing u perscriptions like o.r. nurses
heater leave ya body black like funeral herses
put a bounty on ya head the price of gotchi purses
spin ya ass around like a ride at the circus
ya rhymes are like i.o.u's there just worthless
u could be an oven and still not bring heat
run my lyrics at ya ass like i'm a football athlete
unlike a priest u ain't got a prayer of beating me
i spit this off the top my head u just wrote your's recently
now u can battle me i welcome another "vic-tim"
i don't choose the battles my lyrics are the ones who "pick-em"
like d-block i carry two guns up
and hand out ass whoppins to ever who wants what
u need to revaluate the situation if u think i'm joke
lyrics crumble ya career like 9/11 leave u up in smoke
even if i was hung it wouldn't make me choke
the only way you'll come fresher then me is if ya a bar of soap
desert eagle leave ya body bagged like dope
if ya wondering if i got doubts about losing this battle i say nope