yo look at camoflage masturbatin alone in his garage,
call yourself camoflage, but u couldnt hide in a rap savage/
how the fuck do you manage, why are you still alive/
you go a month without food but you survive/
but now the times are changing, and you've started ageing/
now your phone rings and your pageing,/
but i'm still young and i can eat you in 4 bars/
while your on the street corner with your guitar/
but your never to old for a good beating/
we've never met before but now were meeting/
your putting on weight u must be eating/
go to the doctors and get your head checked out/
i will battle again, with your rules, and line will be any amount/
and you too are out for the count/