how da fuck u tryna rush a win, betta wait a second/
i leave dis battle 4 a day n now "you won" u reckon?/
n u a fool 4 real dogg i thought ur shit wud b gud/
u like an axe wid-out no blade, nigga u cant chop wood/
ya verse was weak, packed wid puches that were non-existent, listen/
from ur name alone, i wudda know ur da 1 i'd be dismissin/
younggadget, lame-name sounds like a pussy toy 2 me/
it aint ma fault dat all i spit is da reallity, u gangsta wanna be/
you like ja rule tryna be thuggin lovin, u thug nothin, cos when i spit lyrical bullets we'll c u b bluffin n duckin/
let me be blunt, u less of a threat than an unwanted rodent/
u got more of a chance of winnin if you was a tyson opponent/
u dum fuck, u could only win ya battles wid luck/
n wid ya fake dick riddin shit ur soon 2 get bucked/
lets reveal da real, u cant kill, ya shit be brainless/
while ma words be full of wisdom all ur shit be aimless/
ma rhymes r stainless, left 2 me, i wud leave ya ass nameless/
u about 2 become da first nigga famous from fuckin ya own anus/