come on dawg be foreal, who is u kidin/
ya bars trashie like hoes,so now i gotta lay down dis pimpin/

da reason u a side kick,cuz i'm jordan and u scottie pippen/
theres no excuss fo those beats,just face it dawg ur slippin/

couldn't make it in da world on ya on 2 feet,comin on aol spittin rhymes right out ya sleep/
its not beef, so son stop gritin ya teeth/
just a lil slap in da face sayin i'm cold, next time try and bring some heat/

wit flows dat don't match,i swear i smell snatch/
fuck 3rd degree, u lookin worse than aftermath off backdraft/

u left wit whiplash,from da nigga that u went head on wit in dis rap clash/
u just got done dirty,u feel filthy well take yo bitch ass a soap bath/

now look whos fuckin ya hun,had her ass backwards swollowin dick just ta jack up my cum/
ya spit dumb who want next ta get some,it's fithycalibur and da desert eagle is where i'm from/

had da nerve ta use timberlake,now whos da fake/
u couldn't even get a job ta produce a wake/

in wet weather i still crunch like chexs/
the reason ya shits still won't see a cd deck.or tape casette/
a limp dick that can't get erect,think twice befo u ever dis da PHX/