Rhymes are cheezy, the Big GZ is easy to beat
His shits just redundant, its not even discrete
You speak to me now, 'for ya mind start to de-tach
Then later tonight, you gunna be askin for a re-match
see, ya shit aint "Big" GZ, your words like a midgit on a pillow
Short and soft, Ima Piranha-plant, your just a pussy-willow
If you could beat me I'd feel, like we really gotta connection
When I spit, your like your sig, "Holding it down"...your erection?
Protecton is key on this site, an you ain't even gotta crew
Your all alone, which already makes me "Above and Beyond" you...