Your battling me, so it's no wonder you look scared/
cuz beating you's no big feat, like a midgets footwear/
and we aint placing no bets, so get rid of the punters/
cuz I'm a cold blooded killer like amphibian hunters/
I know ya gonna lose, watch me rip a fucking hood rat/
cuz winnings an adhesive, and I stick to what I'm good at/
your career never took off, you were shit from the start/
so ur big break will only come when I split you in parts/
and I know your a bum, just another rookie to chew/
so ur looking for respect? too bad it's not looking for you/
I'm throwing so many punches, I'll probably beat you twice/
you'll be catching more slaps than E Honda's cheating wife/
and now it's time to finish you, I'll make you suffer kid/
cos your life is on a knife-edge, sorta like butter is/
I'm easily the sickest, and I'm spitting with bomb flows, so if you think ur gonna beat me, you got it twisted like corn rows