all i need is one punch for me to hit him/
first battle in a month a im BOMBIN my first victim/
i spit venom, while the doctor ripped out ya fangs/
i laugh at you winin, or even bringin them thangs/
let me read ur text and hear how you clap ya guns/
then see ya on the street next to a pack of nuns/
u betta hug ya sons, cuz im burnin u down to a hershey/
then youll be surrounded by cars rollin about a hearse deep/
naw, lemme stop, cuz im not the type to murda/
i deserve the win already, ur someone no one's ever heard of/
i bet ur too big to get up, or fit through the door of a jenny craig/
look everyone, im battlin rb's newest ginny pig/
i shouldve told you from the start, that you didnt wanna be next/
you can respond, but the lyrics on your post will B X'ed/

iight, ur up

so dont waste my time