"Stop-the-press" this guy talks gangsta but we all know that he's "locked-in-stress",
"Pump-ya-chest" like balloons fillin up in metal left him cold like he "dumped-the-vest",

He's like a "mixed-up-tape" all screwed up like bitches tryin to "fix-up-rape",
U on "Ricki-Lake" next day sayin how u ill but truth is it's sumthin that he "thinked-he-ate",

BIGPAPPA ur flows "inconsistant" like old men when they "takin a piss",
Winnin this "diss-a-mission" for you ur punches off target they "makin a miss",

Who's "next-on-ur-list" how bout u put ur name there u hunched-back-freak,
Coz "Clenchin-ur-fist" is the only way u attemptin a "punch-at-me",

U used to be destined 2 rhyme...but now ur names not on the roster,
Coz face it u were never here to shine u jus a wannabe imposter,