come on dog its aight you left my crew,
you just a washed up emcee who da fuck is you//
you think your better get some souljaz to leave,
mps on ya ass like r-kelly ya betta believe//
yes i reap havoc leave you broke like hiroshima,
just like a glass bottle shattered left you drunk off half a zima//
you should have retired your name along time ago,
you washed up like mj only difference is he dont no-show//
look you face puckered up from readin just like a lime,
your a victim of bitter beer no attention so......no show-TIME//
wow you smoke weed yup i bet that makes you cool,
only idiots smoke treez its killz ya brain yup thats you//(no beef 2 anywun who smokes)
i ride into the night the gun on my sig sparks this,
to compete against me you need a whole army of darkness//
you could continually battle me and you still couldnt be crowned,
i take you to chicago and leave ya WHITESOX brown//
your mom probly still gives you a easter basket,
aww you got some your a baby not to mention a fagot//
this isnt even a battle to me its just a statement,
make you bite the curb give you a taste of da pavement//
you'll never win its in yur wildest dreams and desires cant you see,
your lucky you got this battle up thats their goes a fantasy//
youve always dreamed of battlein a top contender,
only difference in me and is skill and im sure of my gender//
(closer)
while you still bendin over getiin hit from the fender,
its your devistation time from me the lyrikal sender//