here i got the new shit like my nikes, u know, nice/
u know the way i dress is aight, got dem new and1's hooked up tight/
and if u got on ure knees that be alrite/
actually u probably same as u spit, ugly as hell/
u should probably climb back up that tree from which u fell/
while im up here laughin at chu, high as hell/
u gon wish u had a pound of weed to knumb the pain/
matter fact i wouldnt mind gettin a lil bit of brain/
u look at me, think to ureself, "kidd got game"/
but to me its all the same, read my lines then rethink ure game/
u so lame, pretendin to be hard with those rocks in that chain/
u gots no game, u got a front bigger than ure computer screen/
make shure u copped 50's new shit, that shits mean/
u could steal sum lines and throw them my way/
thats the only way a battle coming in ure way/
but hey, heres sum advice, stay selling that ass on the corner/
HIV gon get u, and if not i will/
didnt u know my shits so hot that it could kill/
this my first battle and already im over the hill/
u know... fuckin crazy.