Sendin me whack PMz like you're really somethin
Winnin this battle iz goin to be easy like nothin//
I would hand you the mic, but first get your handz out your pantz
You battlin me iz like dat Home Alone kid, not standin a chance//
Your rhymez are whack, you tryin to beat me lyrically
While I beat you spirtually cuz your flowz ain't hearin me//
Whackest name on da net, yet you think you got game
You got as much game as a midget tryin to make a name//
Dissin me juz cuz you think you tRill, bout to get killed
Bullet already c0cked at your head, yo blood juz spilled//
You're such a disgrace, please juz GET OUT OF MY FACE!
You can't relate to the battlez I've done faced//
My dome is filled with evil thoughtz just thinkin of you
You betta be like 50 and BACK down cuz of what I'll do//
ain't bout no games fortune or fame
the truth is you jus some punk pussy ass dame//
tRiLL is yo name losin bout to be ya game
you battlin me yo ass must really be insane//
hold up hold up i found ya problem
very simple in fact but its gonna be hard to solve//
u hearin what i'm saying
i'm not the one to be playing with//
u trying to go hard when you like hostess with the cream fillin
in da middle//