You shouldn't talk Harry
Go back to sucking off Larry
When I drop my verse
You start to curse
You know you can't touch it
My rap's sweet, your's is shit
You should just quit
You can't touch me son
Rappin' 'bout your gun
That been said before
Don't wanna hear it anymore
Get some creative beats
Off the mean streets
Stop copyin' others
And tryin' to be like the brothers
Just shut up and stop rappin'
And go back to your bitchslappin'.