dis mans rhyme iz like a handless boxer, he has no punches//
sayin dat youll defeat me iz contradictin like sayin u saw a fat man doin crunches while he munches on hiz lunches//
dis man couldnt eat an emcee if 1 punched him in da lip wearin a meat sleeve//
homez u will neva b nething more den a "replacement" like Keanu Reeveves//
da instant i spit a sentence da stench hit frum dis kid//
juniour u couldnt throw hard punches if u had bricks stitched 2 ur fist//
u comin close 2 winning iz like sayin free speech on slave ships//
your name without "loser" iz like sayin Michael Jakson without facelifts//
u attemptin 2 spit sick? lol, u wouldnt b equipped if u threw out liquide shit//
i seperate real cats frum da strey, now dont get it "twisted" like whit kids wit braids//
its ova abandon ship b4 i dismantle it, like iceburgs wit electromagnetic reaction//
u seem out of place like Van Dam cryin while Hughe Grant handles da action//
its funny how dis man talks nuff shit 4 some1 dat iz shy 30 posts//
but itz iight cuz i rip kats like u frum coast 2 coast//
dis mans flow iz elementry in da skool of lyrics he could neva pass//
dis shit iz done, wish i could stay and PLAY wit ya ass//

ova dont mind da last line