Sometimes i wonder if im gonna pay, for all tha feelins i be hurtin //
but niggas like u keep talkin shit so i continue murkin//
yea i checked ya other battles and i cant tell if u rappin or flirtin//
but one things for certain, thatdam boone bout ta drop tha curtain //
on you and everything u bout, cut u open like a trout.. //
see the hate runnin thru your veins nigga //
when i come thru the blood flies, it pours, it rains nigga//
i come ta entertain nigga, too bad its at your expense, but it makes perfect sense//
betta call ya boyz and put up ya defense, when it come to dis game i got tha sickest sense//
my rhymes go straight to ya head, swell up ya brain and make ya skull crack//
fuck AK's and shotties, i use my words to attack, im straight to tha fact//
im saving everyone the boredom, of ever having to read your shit again on this forum//
so pack it up and go back to -never never land- where u belong son //
because youll -never ever land- a win against me dun //
boones a fuckin heavy weight and your shit aint even worth tha wait//
im quick to create, im tha needle to ur balloon and you quick to deflate//
you and rappin is like oil and water, itll never blend, my shit goes together like juice and Gin//
tha mutha fuckin grave has been dug and ima drop ya cold ass IN//
im not meanin to offend, hey atleast ull get to appear as a victim in "Faces of Death Ten"//