Rekognise bitch that u dun know shit//
So grow a dick then ask for a rematch... then maybe ill consider it//
Once u enter my world there'll be no hesitation//
Afta this battle u haf 6 weeks of constiaption//
Ur rhymes r wack n so iz ur style//
U wanna b like B-Rabbit off of fukin 8 Mile//
Your lyrics are so shit that they make me pissed//
So when i finish ur career don't worry they won't b missed//
So realise wen u roll wif the best/ur bound to get messed//
Beta hope ur wearin a vest/ cause my words stab and tear leavin u fuked up n messed//
After you lose thise battle i no u b sad//
Don't u worry bitch u get that from ur dik ridin dad//
But wat can i say i told u ud get fuked on see?//
So don't fuck around with da C-A-S-T-L-E!!!