oh i see you wont me spit first, alright//
i take it your lyrics must be shite//
now im gonna have to take away ya man-hood//
what makes you think your any good//
25 bar max, i can sit back and relax//
straight off im hittin my rhymes to the max//
Put me in the Hall of Fame, ready for you next//
But for what? im already beatin you horribly in this text// you'll never keep me down, only if you use a trigger//
no one keeps me down thats why they call me bigga//
i aint arsed about this fuckin beef//
some advice, go and build another reef//
you aint gonna beat me queer//
yo my hands aint shakin, i have no fear//
me scared of you, that would be a first//
you messin with me is like bein curst'd//
me dissin you, this must be a battle to see who is weaker// Cause you shit and I'm bout to blow this "speaker"//
time for me to finish beatin you to the ground//
i like to see your reply to see what you have found//
time for me to go, dont even need to check my vote//
they all laugh when they see what you have rote//