You Losing It Richy Rich You On Tha Wrong Street
Watch Where You Coming I'll Have Yo Record Beat
You Belong On Sesame My Recipe Will Leave You Dazed
Keep Testin Me Nothing On Ya Callender But Days
Tha Faze Of My Flow Got You Amaze You About To Refrase
My Lines Like You Cited What I Wrote, Im That Dope
When Im Done Tennis Balls Wont Be Only Thing In My Spoke
Ya Head SPiing Around And Round Till Yoo Feel Like A Circle
You Beating Me Is Like Getting Beat By Steeve Earkle It's A Myricle
How My Lyrical Tallent Is Sharper Then Sharpie It Self
Hotter Then THa Sun Treat You Like Ice And Let You Melt
Belt Welts On Ya Neck From Me Strangling You Like A Turlte Neck
I'll Treat You Like You Was My Nike Shoes And Have You Checked
Step To Me And I'll Infect Ya Brain Like A Sickness, Kid No Repect