THIS FOR ALL THEM NIGGAS TRYIN’ TO MAKE A NAME BY TALKIN’ SHIT. IF YOU DON’T KNOW THE GAME, STAY OUT OF IT… BEFORE YOU GET RIPPED LIKE THIS…

If I was you I would hold ya lips//
’Cause I honestly don’t think you wanna die like this//
I’m a smart vet nigga, I know the pits//
Know when to rise to battle, you should know when to sit//
Try to babble retard, and I fold your shit//
Die a quick death, and that'll show your click…//
That ain’t nothing about this fuckin’ soulja slick//
This “soulja's” a bitch//
I knew when we was about to scrap and he showed his hips//
Tryin’ ta act a soulja's script//
So I gotta put the heat to ‘em, even though I’m cold as shit//
I will shoot you see through//
Stab you, beat you//
I don’t think that you know what I do to people//
Let me show you my history....school you, teach you//
The beefs I went through with hella people//
That faggot Caliph got crushed then asked, “who can beat you”//
”No one”, I responded, “you can beat who?”//
What ever you want nigga, just choose a beat to…//
Write some tight shit, then put lyrics to the beat, to…//
Make a nigga feel like you can eat who…//
Ever you want, you can eat too…//
Once I’m done my meal, my legend is strong//
I’m so dangerous, I’ll probably be in heaven with arms//
Embrace all of my brethren with palms//
But you ain’ fam, so I come with weapons and bombs//
Trying to dissect your chest, I am a vet you a worm on the site//
I spit fire, like they put a perm on a mic//
Niggas ripped you, then others burned you//
You came back, then others schooled you, now I’m learnin’ you//
M.C.’s tore you up, and yo bitch ass wouldn’t listen//
E is that nigga you shouldn’t diss when…//
You new to the boards, ‘cause the boards wont like you//
Now go ahead and spit some more shit, that the boards won’t like too//

I’M OUT… I AIN’T GOT NO MORE TO SAY. HOLLA.