yo listen your words dont make any sense homie//
you try to dis me like you fuckin know me//
i dont know you and you dont no me//
i aint the one tryin the thug shit g//
i see you tryed hard so ill give you the benifit of a doubt//
how many votes you get = nout (0)//
i think your the queer ravin on about dicks, queer//
i never mentioned nothin about gay before, i think you are full of fear//
so would i if i was battlin with bigga//
i think your scared of me i know it doesnt figure//
i think this battle will have to be stopped//
you carry on you will have to be dropped//
see i aint the one learnin my lyrics faggit//
i got my own skill, you short out ya maggit//
try usein the dictionary//
your like all the other wanna be thugs niggas, ORDINARY//
same old gangster war game//
see man i put your dis to shame//
your lyrics are so shit and bitter//
your another faggot GARY GLITTER//
you'll grow up to be like OJ SIMPSON, murderer//
you PRANKSTER no one ever heard of ya//
yeah and fuck you to, while i break ya legs//
STOP, STOP shut up with the begs//
i think i need to be 12 feet underground not six//
when i get you, on ya way to the hostpital mix//
you like a younger BENZINO//
you shit like him i think we know//
NOW GO AND SUFFER, WHILE I BUILD MYSELF TOUGHER//