I'll inscribe ya name in you, with a tech and a knife
So in Rap, u'r paper N pen i'll be unknown...for the rest of ya life..........
u talk about this is beef?, N cant flow hot even if u mix ya flow with limpton-tea
bullets up-lift-him plez... N drop ya name like i cut down ya family tree....
Yo I'll cut this bitch'n..Give you some ruff incisions
but like killah dream, u about to get murder in my vision....
Nigga I bomb lives, you know that the Don's right
U couldnt 'organize a punch-line' If u bartended on prom night.....
My punches off the chains, while u'rs i can chew-it
I just beat u to a 'pulp', and didnt 'concentrate' to do it....

u bitch nigga........... EZZZZ!!!!!!!!!