You Need To Stop Rappin As Bad As Biggie Smalls Need's a diet//
You can try an battle me but i'm on a riot so jus' shut yo mouth an be quiet//
C'mon try it. Hit Da "Dirt" Change ya name To Jay Lo And outfit ur hips wit a skirt//
I aint tryin To Diss Yo No Mo Trip Already Got Your Ass Merked//
I'll Leave You "Fractured" when i spit i'm tight structured//
Your Whole Verse Been Raptured Wit ya Lungs Punctured//
Fuck Breathin I'll take ya lungs and place my Glock In//
So That Next Time You Wanna Join in You'll Forget How To Log in//
Keep em rhymes Comin Bitch!! I'll Just Come "Sicker"//
You've Just Fucked Wit a Fire&Alcoholic "Liquer" Burn ya house Down Exept the "On Sale" "Sticker"//
you think you can be slicker me the No.1 Ass kicker//
I'm demonic, chaotic, highly catatonic, higher than yo mum after two bottles of Gin an' Tonic//
But i dont drink that shit i jus' smoke ya like chronik//
Which widens my horizons of my rhymes colliding’//
Into your rhymes that your relying on being more than I’m tryin’//
Which is never gonna happen cos I’ma rip you like oprah in tight jeans//
Slowly work my way in, then rip ya at the seems//
so bring you 10 barz, you still couldn't beat me if it was ya dreams