this aint dance music, this aint pop music/
this is rap music so take it to ur nxt battle and use it/
cuz u sound like J.timberlake in ur raps/
fuk a contract, u need a verbal inject/
before yall vote plz inspect, that this guy may cheat/
jus cuz u vendetta gonna get beat, dont run down the street/
stay put, sit on ur butt and shut the fuk up/
now look at the table and sniff up the white lines/
this will fuk wit ur brain, and help wit ur pathetic rhymes/
i no 4 u these r hard times, so read my shit it will sacrefice/
then respond wit some shit like vanilla ice/
im sick to death ov being nice, so get a knife n take a slice/
of ur own fukin life, and save me the prison sentence/
here is a little lesson to help u wit ur sentences/
but when we finish u will need 4 rememberences/