*Smacks the shit outta Troop*
*Picks mic back up and smacks this bitch again*



Like fallen 'GODS' and lightening rods ya thunder done left
No wonder you struggle to elevate you stuck under the steps
This a slaughter 'Troopers' take orders what can you really achieve
This batle like General matters 'Troop's is outta they league
Its gets deep ya occupation is commander and chief but you answer to D.V
You not hard just another pussy behind bars you rhymes is a definition of P.C
Trust me you been scared to battle you rusty aint been twirled in awhile
Ya whole game is extremly lame when you think jeri curls is back in stylelink


*Smacks the shit outta the little boy a thrid time and tells him DONT EVER BE IN GROWN MEN BUSSINESS AGAIN*
*Leaves the stage in digust at this lame*