peep this

feel my grudge as i pound in my keys
you wanted it, you begged me to stop wit rugburn on yo knees
im like a technician, ill take you apart but you were already dismantled
i wouldnt even call this a challenge, how could call u this a battle
i got a lyrical dagger and im not afraid to use it
even worse, i got a lyrical powers and im not afraid to abuse it
your jus a pushover, your soft and you probly watch tha xgames
you aint got no skill, your a benchwarmer in this game
catastrophic differences is the only reason i accepted
im the lyrical teacher, im gonna teach you a lesson
your a punk, these boys hate you more than the klan
ill make you remember never to accept a challenge wit da jman
your an unlucky fool, you always get tha five-leaf clover
i cut you in half like my grass when it gets cut by the lawnmower
im hot, i spit fire like a rabid dragon
u just my fan, thats why you jumped on my bandwagon
you heard whut i said, thats just whut i meant
i aint got no guns, but you got shot up more times than 50cent