Slow ya flow cos you crazier than michael Jackson//
Dis on Bradley cos that's all you can hack my padawan//
Bradley, bradley burned like toast//
if he can't do it, it can be done by most//
It ain't hard to diss on a 10th rate rapper//
Give him a break man, he's from Iowa//
Okay, you're from the Ill state rappin about cornflakes//
Sick in the head state, thinkin of your mom while you masturbate//
It's ya fate dog, it's done bin decided//
My raps in elevation, your's done bin subsided//