big J u too scared u aint prepared,
u the wacked emcee i eva read,
yea i wanna battle ya u heard what i said,
man to me u sound plain,
homie i aint playin, when i say that dissin u aint worth-it,
compared to yaw shit mine sounds perfect,
u a punka fo real u just a G on the surface,
i aint no bazza like u so dont ask me where the surf-is,
on the mic i get u ripped n leave u blood splattered,
yo spleen shattered yo skeleton battered.

(treach P i didnt diss u fo real on that cypher i just had nuthin to do)