aight here goes:


bitch u think u the best but when u get pressed yo weak heart goes into cardiac arrest//
I must confess battlin' u is like stealin from a baby and the guilt is makin me stressed//
aight maybe at first i was delirious comin on here not really actin serious//
but then u wanna start shit and act like a dic can someone please tell me who he think he is//
Oooh was that foul well now i got 2 shots ill take-it-&-make-it thats how I tie u in "Knots"//
and now as a diss ill take yo sis to da mic to see if she speak wit a lisp//
oh now u startin to get pissed well it took long enough bitch throw up yo fists//
puss ill stick you in da eye wait for u ta cry and make fun of u cuz u like those no dic crackers from American Pie//
if u lookin fo a battle dont be shy jus cuz my guns a-blazin dont me its yo time to die//
and when u do die you'll go to yanksta hell where u gonna get fried and satan'll put yo gay ass up fo sale//
man this talk of u is makin me sick now that i see u got shit-on-ya-kicks//
either u been out on a farm with some hicks or u been dicked into foot-fuckin some `spics//
dawg thats sick u prolly been watchin R kelley and went in fo a lick//
man we know u incest fucking yo mom, peeps say "who's sane" not u who stupid like Saddam//
I can stop here ten less than 25 and when the smoke clears ill be the only one standin alive man u got ripped and u aint got no crew ta bribe so votes go to me cuz im the only one with a vibe//