This Clowns done bump his muthafuccin In One Battle with synickle....Only Equals Total Domination Sketch You A Fake Emcee You Think Ya Style Is Hot But Its Only A Figment Of Your Imagination /1
Your Unbalanced....You Spit Hotness One Day And The Next Day You Whack....I Think Your Rhymes Are Stolen I'll Pump Exstacy In Your Flows Just To Get Your Career Rollin/ 2
You'll Never Post A 10 In Your Life...Face It Kid You Aint Spittin Dimes Your So Whack...When You Sell Weed To Kats They Dont Give You Ten Dollars..They Give You Nine/3
You Think You Got This Battle Won Just Becuz You Prolly Never Heard Of Me I'll Rip Open Ya Chest With This Keyboard...Spit Fire In Ya Blood...And Call It Open-Heart Surgery/4
Ryda I Come With "Firestones" Like I Equiped My Skill With They Tires I'll Tie A Wic To The Back Of Your Flows And Light It With A Match...And Ur Shit Still Wouldnt Be Fire/5
When You Bumble Ya Verse Its The Only Time You Drop Rhymes Throw Sum 1-800 #'s In Front On My Flows Cuz I Drop Hotlines/6
Your Rhyme Sceme Is Unstable....Your Blowing Ya Chances Of Winning Like Heated Vents You Suck Dick For Money....Thats The Only Time You Making Cents Sense/ 7
I Feel Like The 2nd Wheel In This Battle Cuz In Real Life Sketch Be a gay rapper I'll Sneak Up On You...When Ya Girl Sucks My Dick With A Condom On....Thats The Only Time I Blew My Cover/8
Im Playng Mind-Games With You...Theres A Numerous Attacks Of Chess Ya Queens Or Ponds Couldnt Touch My Skill...Now I Got Ur Ass In Check/9 Damn
Pour Bleach In Your Ears....Gotch You Brainwashed.....Now Im Gonna Tame Ur Speech That Diss You Wrote For Me Was Good...But It Suxed For Pre-Written Heat/10