i never been cut short like Gary Coleman/
i spark heat, on purpose, you cant hurt this so call me thee Omen/
so you a "crook", you think you "robbin’ hood"/
but you just a "kid in tights" with a 3 inch wood/
ya "video" talking & "burger king games" are getting old/
you should leave that shit alone & put it on "automatic flip mode"/
i cop wins, cop dollars & took a cops badge & gun..now he dead/
i got "yoshi" there because when i see your girl i could say "yo she" gave me head/
and this is a freestyle, if it wasn't..it couldn't merk you/
now you feel sorry that your mother even birthed you/
i thought you knew "raping" me isn't a virtue/
and you know my rhymes look "tighter" than "Steve Urkel"/
i beat everyone who steps in the battle aena/
and keep more slugs flying than ballerinas/
you not gangsta when you get a gun because you stay "shaking" like a "ceigure"/
and you couldnt beat me in this rhyme if you had the winning ingredient/