You come up on this set with lyrics that you think contend to my skill/
You thought I was down for the count but your about to realize I’ma pimp still/
I’m like Mike Tyson and Steven Spilberge combined/
I don’t stop till I KO you with one motherfucking “Punch” “Line”/
I walk around this earth with I Just Don’t Give A Fuck continously playing in my head/
Beat your ass and then have ur sister suck my dick on da floor while you watch on da bed/
You say you’re a Vet and that I’ma Rookie…well I’ma call you a fag cause you like to lick da tushie/
I remember back in the 7th grade when everyday I used to play hookie/
Used to corner you in the cafateria, pour chocolate milk over ya head, and take ya cookie/
Talking about I steal lyrics from Marshal Mathers songs/
You need to shut the fuck up and take off Ruthless’s thong/
You Australian piece of shit..how the fuck can you rap…your must be fakin it/
I doubt you could even audo battle…cause dawg your ass if havina hard time trying to spit/
I will pick apart any flow you try to to throw at me/
Don’t be scared to say what you wanna say….say it proudly/
Don’t fuckin go behind my back and say shit to your fuckin crew/
Just because you think I will defeat you when I bomb back atch u/
You like to run your mouth with shit that ain’t even true/
Read my battles I don’t steal lyrics!….but wait!? Dawg that was you/
It must be a conspearacy… on how in 8 minutes you came up with that spit/
We must be on unsolved mysteries…cause we know you did but can’t prove u wrote dat shit/
I burn mics and so called Emcee’s get punished, I spit shit that ya’ll bitches couldn’t start to stomach/
These pampared cats can’t stand the fact I was hittin your moms so hard in the laundry room the hampers cracked./
Damn your phat! Everyone says I’m the hottest dun, wits lots of guns, melting niggaz like resonance in da sun/
Exclaiming mystic lyricism and dispelling ignorance, A cultivated lyricist expelling innocence/
Emmit Smith's Owen Harts to Walter Payton, while a Saturday Night wive Phils Hartman with revolver casings/
When I Left Eye saw Aaliyah's plane-ablaze, it's no Biggie, but Pac was playing when I sprayed J-M-J/
Representing the LBC like Snoop and Dre, fronting on your ass because your gay…not wanting to be sprayed/
So just take this as a motherfuckin lesson…don’t fuck with shit that that is beyond your comprehension/

pEace.......now lets get this shit uppin