no offense u my nicca im not gonna diss
im jus gonna hit on that line u jus spit//
an anthrax tampon id make killa'b's girl use like a strap-on
have her pouncin n bouncin tappin his ass by the pound son//
his poll was whack my lines fell on him line a like a full rack
packed wit a stack of prophelactic fo his ass//
these otha emcees holdin some "secret" like a stash but no one beats me when i come to these battles ta rap//
next weapon is some caps nah how bout pop rocks