Wanna battle me, dog, ur not even ready/
That's like givin a 14 year old girl to R. Kelly/

Dog I don't even have to try to beat u/
Kinda like u and ur dick when u got a good beat to beat to//

Muthafucka I rap with a vengeance/
Assassinate u like them fools did Lincoln/
I'll make your ass stop breathin/
Like Christopher Reeves when his lung tubes start leakin//

U rappin is like Q-tip thinkin he's hot/
So I'll hit u wit that "vivrant thing" that'll make u "breathin stop"//(breath and stop)

Yo, ur life is like the Matrix/
When u seen them bullets they made u wanna move quick//

Nigga, you really wanna know what I think/
Ur rhymes passed ur ass up on shit's creek//

Wit the mic in my hand I'm illmatic/
Wreaking havoc niggas should know I'm still at it/

I wish bitch niggas would stop testing me/
Make em "say my name" like I'ma "child of destiny"// (destiny's child)

U can't stop these "Clipse" from "grindin" u unless it's "Lord willin"/
Since it's not, start diggin the grave that u fillin//

Sorry to take away the life that I gave u/
Shoulda batlle me when someone was here to save u//