I suggest you back down before this battle even start
I find it wierd how you accepted after yo crew fell apart
U not on my level G, so put ya lame rhymes in a baggy
Cause fuckin wit me, you'll end up wit more creases than Snoop's Khaki's
I'm wack B? ...records proove how yo method gets boo'd
I'm reckin this dude, whose line are bitten like sections of food
Touchin my crew, is like blinds un-tiein a knot (negative)
I'll leave you brain dead like that Schiavo kid
U not on my status, Ill-Grammatic and your structure still fucked
Son’n me is outta tha question… you can’t ‘get it up’ (ha!)
Stick to war, cause rappin is just pressin ya luck
And see how I deliver hard punches like tha delivery truck