Zainy, more like lady or baby,always ballin for ur mommy to come change ur nappy,/
Wot u talkin bout 50 wen ur the one using Wanksta,u wanker aint nothin but a lyrical skanker./
An thats ur mum i see drivin a petrolium tanker,gettin em out (tits) an stoppin for strangers./
Laughin out loud, boy you'll get put in the ground,"whoops" forgot ur coffin,wont be needin that now./
I'll wipe that damn smile off ur face,put some mace in ur toothpaste lets see how that tastes./
Why u sayin goodnite to me for/ Your the one goin to bed, i aint ur mum or ur dad! Boy, u fuckin imbred./
Yea i said bring it and u brought what? A couple of words that come stinking of dry rot!/
You pot shot so u think ur a hot shot, till u pulled out ur steel an was the only one to get shot./
Fool! It could only be u, little bitch zainy got MurDer* by BluE!....