o shit my bad dogg i went to get krunk and now that i am im about to have you fucked up so good luck//
you need it dawg cause your rhyme scheme is fucked face it you suck//
ayo D'cyde time to die i'm high n ready to ride you say you got skill's yet you steadily lie//
you could be the dime im fuckin and still wouldn't do me, truly
my words pierce like bullets and my mouth is the uzi//
step to me dawg strait up get ya grill curled you'll be takin shots in the mouth like the fag on REAL WORLD//
how you gonna beat me when you can't rap well I got skillz dogg and you can't even spell//
im burnin you herbs cause im an emcee from hell text battle you to death doin it all from my cell//
talkin about record's while you got mine spinnin i'll put you to death in a second then fuckin stand back grinnin//
fuck it im finished im krunk yet im winnin and i had it from the beginnin//