this is a battle dog so stop bein a free writer//
throwin mad punches and missin like da hindu from street fighter//
im knockin my way through herbs so u could call me butterbean//
u anotha one in da way so like da clock im gonna skip rite past the 13//
the only way u get ya record up is to battle the daily news//(newbies)
but reporters cant help in elite when u get sunned worse than refugees in peru//
its funny how i'll merk u, nomatter wat set u claim//
download paint shop pro, look in my sig so u write ya own name//
noboy moms or pops like u as if u was nick cannon//
but they put the headphones on theyself cause nobody wanna here u jammin//(rappin)
u like 16 and neva had a bitch in ya bed//
dats only because nobody wants to be seen wit a egg head//
so i'll drain ya skull, so it'll be nothin but shellz u eatin//
put da rest in a cup for ya comfort, when its ya meat u beatin//
if dis was mk4 rite now da guy would 'finish' dis pussy//
but when ya verse drop, da guy would pop out and say dis was a 'ooopsy'//