now why you trin to match paces with me? i'll slow you down dispersin slugs/ leavin you with a thousand stitches lookin like a Persian rug/ ALI you wack as fuck what more can i say?/ you beatin me "BITCH PLEASE" round 1 was XZIBIT A/ i'll rip you wit a vital lip, i've ripped too many nihilists/ so leave in a Mack Truck cause you're always be a 'Semi'-finalists/ you callin me out asshole, you need to hush up/ cause you could'nt spill a dopeline runnin from a drug bust/ i can't believe this dick wanna try an step to this/ when he knowin he gon get dropped inadvertanly like Richard Pryors beverages/ yo ALI i've already taken first, and i've already raped yo verse/ toure you out the frame.. just quit now and join Mase's church