my rymes still be ill u dont really want it/
i suggest u chill u dont really want it/
number one im still u dont really want it/
this shit aint ice its heat/
you dont want to defeat/
nice try nelly i dont mean to be bold/
put that hott in herre bullshit on hold/
and lets get down to the facts of the matter/
and in the dictionary under whack rap u da rappa/
simply cause u lackin the spactacula vanacula/
and hip hops character seems to been in back of ya/
either that or ya truly amatuer/
im askin ya how does it feel to have the whole world laugin at ya/
u jus to stupid to see i was made on the streets and you were made on MTV/
how u gonna talk about my nose who attacked me/
when u stay guzzlin those pills for ya acne/
my nose comes from a line of kings/
ya acne comes from u eatin the wrong things/
ya words dont make me HURT they make me WORK/