i flow better than most, n i didnt come here to boast,
i came here to win this game , money over fame
like it was just last night i fucked your hoe, n she loved my flow,
but she aint as good as ur mamma , in bed she dont bring as much drama,
ur styles like micheal barrymore, n for the past year u been fucking tha same hore,

put me to the test , lyrically wearing a vest , so i cant loose , not my faul u suffered from child abuse , that u had a molesterer for a dad , o shouldnt i talk about it o , my bad
u b god i'll be tha devil , u shit aint on my level ,
no matter how many times u want to curse , it dont sound better when u go to reherse

my shits like tha bible in a church , hey little burdy shoot u out of ur perch
saying am not gonna win , is grappin a tin of beans in kosovo n saying everyone in , n not expecting them to go , cos they run as fast as am writing this flow.

when i drop i'm like a suicide bomma, dont forget ur comma
i dont no ur vocab , but ur on drugs put u in rehab,
my shits fine, like a three course meal its divine , who's gonna stop this flow of mine


soldier its your turn , do i look like i got concearn , if i saw u am sure u would remind me of BLARI, pulled down his panties n gave BUSH a scare , so b aware , b4 u write , n dont forget to resite