All of you are nothing more then shitty copies of 50 cent,
Hope you know that the gangsta cards spent.
Incorrect grammar and spelling mistakes,
The sound in my ears, worse then gravel and rakes,
At the sound of your rhymes china shatters and breaks.
Rap could do without a mistake like you,
I don't pretend to be gangsta, look closely its true.
So I pass the mic to my fellow cypher, rap like you mean it
But please, no more of this gangster shit.