watch me and learn as i step up n tear the mic-apart
n if i get a "pair-a-miks", i can rip them twice-as-hard
rappin bout sandwhiches? u must be hungry cuz u bit-that
i aint got time fo this riff-raff, show me where a good spit-at
u admit u ghostwrite for lunch box, n all his shit's-wack
my rhymes go right through ya, split you in half like a kit-kat