Its time for me to relax and wind down,
Tired of whack emcees dissin tryin to take my crown //1
, challenging me -you're just looking for attention,
Sit your stupid ass down i should put you in lyrical detention//2
Your lyrics are boring just like a star trek convention.
Thinking you can defeat me you aren’t in even in my dimension//3
You're too inexperienced to battle you have no retention.
You fail to understand my rhymes go beyond your comprehension// 4

switch up

The self professed king, lighting you up like a can of gasoline //5
Your flow strikes as much fear when Britney spears tries to sing //6
Yeah that’s right your BS just like her initials //7
I’ve had enough of beating around the bush I’ma make it official //8
I’m number one, whether im getting hugs or being dissed by fake faggot thugs //9

finish :

young blood just another fake Mc waiting to be filled, be real- recognized u just got killed- thinking u tight, please nigga u can't spell muthafuckin ILL//10


uppin