Nigguh You Couldnt Be 'Hot~Moving' To Hell Wearing Sweaters~In~Summer/
C...I...8...U...N...1...L9...just only using Letters And Numbers/ (See I ate u in one line)
This nigguh named himself 'fiya spitter' hopin he could spit some 'hot~shit'/
But yo punches couldnt be 'hard hitters' and end my 'game' if ya name was 'LiL Flip'/*
Nigguh write your shit, perfect it, if you need to, rehearse it/
Yeah youre not wack.. Only thing that's not ill is your verses/
Now this nigguh is a dork, forget the guns that he 'claims' to hold/
Cuz the only thing he touchin are nine's..ten's..and eleven year olds/
damn you could 'stitch' up your 'asshole' and your 'shit' still 'wouldnt~be~tight'/
and you 'couldn't see' your way to a win if Sean Paul 'gave~you~the~light'/
Dogg u aint gettin no respect from me like a 'substitute~teacher'/
so im a switch these punchlines wit infared nines..see 'if that a reach ya'/

* Lil Flip sings the song Game Over