im gonna shoot, beat and bleed u, treat u like Saddam would an American POW//
my punches are like bullets and bombs, gas filled warheads and nukes about 100 feet long//
ill tell u where u went wrong, its when u decided to join RB.com//
ur "skills is like charles barkleys on monsterjam", and im the "kid" tellin u, cant play worth a damn, so "be-gone"//(thats what the girl tell C Barkley when she stuffs him)
u waitin for me to drop the bomb, well its comin in fast like a "cruise" missile, this is "Mission impossible" and u aint "tom"//
ur a hiphop phenomenom, classified under wackdome, but since my names on this thread its assured not to get slept on//
because my "spouts" is burnin u, u scream and "whale"//
this is the story of how i beat u called a "knight's Tale"//
u drink gin, use paintball guns to shoot men, and try to act ruthless like Ho Chi Minh//
ur gansta is only bout as deep as ur skin, since u yanksta in soul there's no way u can win//
u sit and drink biccardi, holdin a manakin like u was clyde and it was bonny//
im olda than u sonny, u bout to get ripped so id suggest u "Cash" in like "Jonny"//
u bout to get "smoked" like a "bowl of chronic", ur "lungs is failing" and ur "turnin blue" like sonic//
battlin u is like herdin dumb cattle, all u do smoke and sit in the saddle, since i got u rattled, its only a few minutes before i win and this gets put in closed battles//



hit the polls dawgs!!!