Dawg u couldn't make da crowd explode, even if u was throwin gernades,
The lines u spit would neva be sweet, even if they was mixed up "Kool-Aid"
Cuzz battling me was really dumb, i think u "H!t-Da-St!ck 1 to many times,
Im bout to roast ur ass like a red lobster, and set a "BlazE" to all ur rhymes
Ill have u choke'n off my verse thought u knew, only thing i spit is dope lines,
Dis kids a dud he will neva explode, like da damn Vietnam Land Mines
Im bout to blow dis kat off da map, and bout to relocate him in anotha location,
My punches will hit u like a Ali hook, and make ur head spin in a Exorcist Rotation
I'm down strictly for my independance, your flow is like one big run on sentence,
I should've counted u absent on da attendance, ur skull is wut ill be splittin
There is my 5 barz......sorry 4 tha mix up.....Pz