who do u think u are...when u talk that hard
must be a "Shyne" fan...talking gangsta behind "bars"//
i'm the biggest star...and i'm not talking constellations
i'm shitting on this battle and you highly constipated//
i'm concentrated and u should try a lil' harder
or get popped and need air like ya last sex partner//
i'm the lochness monster and u just another fish in the lake
i'm eating red lobster while u eat the random fish on ya plate//
thats the difference between us...i'm high class all the time
u wit a coffe mug asking 4 change when u rhyme//
i'm a hustler...i'll make u think its ok to lose
your a living example i couldn't walk a day in your shoes//
if u ever make the paper it'll be in obituaries
just remember...life's a bitch like the lady ya dad married//