This is a quick verse, but I'm not trippin' ya see dude
There's no worries... I could even Keystone and beat you
Fuckin' girly shit, now u won't be winnin' n' bitch
U wouldn't be Cruzan to victory even if u drank that pussy shit
Now sometimes ur shit can knockout a whore quicker
But I ain't talkin' drinkin' rules when I say beer comes BEFORE liquor
Hard liquor, now tell me what the fuck are you doing
Cuz if girls drink just one FIFTH of u they fuckin' start puking
U can self-hype if you want, but fag ur shit really sucks
Ur so bland, bartenders need 1000's of ways to mix u up

I'm feelin' the win, n' I know u weren't meanin' to sin
But ur shits so bad, u got dissed in a battle u weren't even in!
Don't fuckin' lie to these folks, we can see that ur queer
How can u tell me ur good, our national pastime is peanuts n' beer
Comin' in fancy bottles, but there's no way u can trick me
The few good effects from u always fuckin' start Smirnoff quickly
Gettin' lots of pub, but ur worth none of the hype
This is the Trus here...EVERYONE needs a Bud in their life
Pussy die, cuz we all know that ur shit is a dud
N' of Coors... is what all of the REAL men are tendin' to chug