i got the gun in my right palm.....come down here i put the gun in ur tight arse.....that battle u want, i think i'll pass.....coz i only battle rappers, with some class.....this is a one man show by d thug the boss.....u be stinkin u need to take a bath.....ur young but ur times already past.....my words hurt u, put u in a full body cast.....wen i feel down i'll use ur lyrics for a laugh.....coz u a joker tryna think ur hard.....from canada...wid ur beady little eyes.....obviously u must be totally blind.....u shud of declined... wen u saw my name.....once u been killed u got urself to blame.....i feel sorry for toronto just the same.....they got this pussy bitch reppin their name.....aint it just a shame...im beatin a crippled kid.....if bush rap'd he'd make ur arse look shit.....u just dont fit, anywhere in the game.....so just quit, til u got lyrics worth sayin,