i'll dismanle ya vesre before u even spit it//
have ya whole comp locked up cuz ya bout ta get shitted//
its common that new comers speak foolish for attention//
gossip about bricks and weight that he aint even benchin//
holla at dis white boy and you got serious stress,
cause thats when the streets get involved and you get seriously checked//
u lost so need an escort ta help ya//
be prepared cuz dese punch linez gone welt u//
color aint shit,being real my nigga dis ghetto white boy is nice//
look at me niggaz...see how my punch lines burnin his life //
fuck ya block and everything you yappin about//
this heat im holdin will burn tha wave grease off of ya scalp//
i dunno y im still spittin i won wit da first bar//
truss me son u aint leavin dis battle wit out scarz//
im a street vet//
blast awesome tecs//
respect or feel penetration that'll leave you wet,
KILLA,im nothin new so back up or loose years to ya life//
or get blown wit chrome like niggas that shoot dice ......//

that wasnt my best...i keyed it