Don't like the US? Feel free to get deported//
We don't need niggas that aren't gonna be supportive//
Of course if//
You aint gonna leave but you're still gonna complain//
Go with those protesting hippies and go frolick in the rain//

Wanting, Hoping, Wishing you gon' beat me//
But you can't, so you take out your gun to defeat me//
Man, put away that Supersoaker//
Nobody wants a waterfight, you poser// (haha)

Here's my own thesis//
My words fit together like interlocking peices, So you hate on me for that//
But now I've figure it out, you're just a hatin' cat//
You hate on everybody who's smarter and knows the facts// (ouch)

Your quality is Lo-Fi, so mine is Hi-Fi//
I think it's high-time that you took my advice//

You're soft like a banna-split//
No bannana bitch, go on a split from this//
Before you get dissed and get hit with some ill shit// (too late)
Feel this, while you smokin' that la la la//
I fucked your girl while you was smokin' that la la la//
Now she's wit me, because of that la la la//
So tell me, how good is that la la la?//

You aint got no dick, but hey you're still a guy//
You had the balls to battle someone you shouldn't have tried//
Once you get beat, if you're at home, sit down and cry//
And beat your head in, cause it's your fault shit's gone awry//

I add more shit to my concoction//
So you can take a sip of this potion//
At you, my hits come out sockin'//
Now it's for me people are votin'/
Excuse my ego strokin'//
But my rhymes are real potent//
I've come around the secound round just to give you that second coatin'// (points up)

Damn... I did you dirty... sorry.