how you gonna bring it wen you aint committed
talkin bout real freestyle wen u proly already writ it//
so admit it, u jus one of those fake rappers
u automatically gettin kicked outta the stage like gay actors//
i spray faster, quicker than a stike of lightning
ima king of da barbarians here tah destroy this viking//
u gettin slept cuz u'r borin and wack
while the crowd watches me drop bombs, like the war in iraq//
the foreigner back to burn this wild wild west
cuz he don exist in my world cuz my style best //
u must live in shakesspeares street cuz u always in writers block
u just sit there like a broken chevy u'r "like a rock"//
this is verbal battlin throw you like javelin
cuz even when you type i can only see u babblin//
unravilin words, for the fact i got an outta(audio) mind
"i can believe your not better" like fabios line//
cuz he knows that automatic is the illest
and even if i worte this verse in brail u still wouldn't feel this//
even micheal jackson knows whos bad, and thats you
u sneezing, is the only way they lookin "ACHOOOOOO"(at YOU)//