kid i guess u dont understand you yet aint a man//
ima take this nigga "light" like he was a miller beer can//
see the earth shift when I disperse scripts witta cursed gift//
hearse lift with one ton fists, hit from this punchline wordsmith//
watch ya sweater leak, when my barretta speaks//
nigga im rippin more vinyl, than cats on leather seats//
I been evil puttin holes thru ya family, til ya kin's see thru//
keep ya rims bitch, my fists are fast and furious like vin dieseL//
bleedin wit ya ribs stabbed, Im leavin with my fists scabbed//
see a 'eagle' on the side of ya dome, like donavan mcnabb//
I give fate when I spit hate, and rip fakes til jason is done//
keep ya audios, I wreck more 'boards' and 'mixtapes' than AND1//
damn son... any challenger will automatically become a amatuer//
I'll cock back the "hammer", and smash ya 'melon' like GALLAGER//