Yo check it this bitch is a soldier from tha two thousand an' three//
One whos about to get his ass whipped by tha Fo' Real MC//
Ima guarantee yo be fleein' after this like an iraq refugee//
Im on a shoppin' spree buyin dead MC's, im a killin' wit a Ph.D//
Ima whole new breed of rapper, spittin full speed at this bitch who can't even read//
Can't read or write? yo in for a real fight tonight, ima run ova you like a stampede//
Yo fucked in tha head, if yo dont watch yo back yo be leavin in ya death bed//
Force-fed wit ma nine, hang you up in CA cruicified//
Guideing death wit ma laser sight leave yo bitch ass cockeyed//
I aint satisfied till you leave RB petrified, after this ma scores multiplied//
Your just another faggit tryin to rap on RB, you cant even write//
Only airtight shit you got is yo dick up your own ass, yo a parasite//
Yo spits are burnin' up in tha sunlight like a kid wit a snake-bite//
Am all done here, yo dead already, couldnt beat me if yo had blueprints//
Yo an amusement spittin jokes not battles, read tha fine print//
~out~