Germ that a parisite aint it,
that all u are to this site is lame no fame bullshit/
u need to take ur wack ass off this site,
if im so wack stop rappin and jus try to bite/
a.k.a ur bark is real hot, till u cum into my chamber,
and get ur bitch ass popped,
it dont matter how hard, money over bitches,
sick of fuckin rappin against sum dumb ass wishes,
thats all u are is a wish that will never be,
u need to take a chill pill calm down and fuckin breathe/
u aint shit to this rap game i'll beat u like a suckin leach,
got it bitch its time to here me fuckin speak,
300 J.G. calm down and i'll let u see,
the way we runnin shit is the way its gunna be,
cum bak and u will see u lost this cypher to clova, ME!
Everyone says the same stuff when the go against me,
ur names clova well ur luck has ran out homie,
well fuck that cuz i dont use luck to beat u,
i use fuckin tech nines and knifes to fuck murder u,
u need to get off this site bitch, take a fuckin walk,
keep cumin at me and ur body will be outlined in chalk!