makin' respect regret we ever met, his lines got less "smoke" then my "filtered cigarette"//
his weakness speaks libraries, only get votes from "briberys", but i bet he's already in debt and i ain't even got started yet//
yo "Aretha Franklin" don't even "respect" the shit you bringin' to the rap table//
this kids more unstable then rainy days bring "digital cable", tryin' to "flip" on me but you unable//
Why is this kid tryin to badger me, I'm about to make him a true American Tragedy//
This dick wanna battle me talkin' shit about a casualty, this shit i had to see//
come on the "internet", try to rap, but come across like "soft" ware,//
i smacked you, made you deaf in one ear, leavin you looking retarded with a blank stare//
I'm callin' you "bad boy" cuz you "wreck chords", ruinin rap boards with a crew of newbie hoards// (bad boy records)
while my crew come at you with drawn sword, showin you the real deal rap lords//