Eh yo, you going around pickin your battles, afraid to take an L
I spit scriptures and fire that come straight from hell // 1

your word play is something i think i heard yesterday,
mine is equal to god's, on judgemeant day// 2

you rappin about corny shit, like guns and gats,
when really, you never seen a gun, you pussy, change your name to cat//3

face it, you don't really wanna battle me,
i'm a one man army, you couldn't win with a calvary//4

So you might wanna try flattery when you battle the,
But if i were you, i'd quit, and go back to the factory//5

You're whole style is chump,
you'd be better off spittin, "Kriss Kross will make you Jump"//6

nigg@, you are just down right fake
i'd give you lessons, but i think you already sealed your fate//7

you're rhymes are just lil played
just don't reply to this, maybe your embarrisment will fade//8

i wish i could make you dissapear from this game
but no one can make you dissapear, you're just to lame//9

i sense it your head that your eyes are gettin cloudy
i seen it in your moms eyes, when i made her mount me//10

so you need to come ill and show me up
cause my dick head is swellin, i think he's gonna throw up//11

letme end this shit before you start sobbin
you prolly think you won, you crazy in your noggin//12