listen,

yo,i bring the heat, and put yo face in the ground///
unleash of couple rounds and now yo chest can't be found///

now how that sound,u roll the dice and get caught by surprised//
no sevens or elevens, g.t. the snake eyes//

u lose, for every rhyme that i use///
i bruise, breakbones, and rip off tunes///

im the greatest, u a bitch, this ain't somethin i wrote///
got roller in the book store lookin for my cliffnotes///

oh my, this kat scared, yo im only rappin for fun///
cut your dogs front legs off and tell him to run//

now how that sound, kats know im strape like terminator//
lyrical eliminator, poetic exagerator

im not gonna spit alot, cause theres really no need,
ill cut out both of yorur lungs and force u to breath//

u duckin dez, all the time im blowin up all roofs/
keep playin with my roller thinkin i wont shoot