Aight punk

I don’t care if you go and call all of your illegal boys, you gonna “lose” this battle cause I spit “Violent Wordz” with “Noise”(noiz)
I speak with a spark, leave your body outlined in chalk, I don’t care if “Brooklyn in tha house” I still wont “Envy New York”
You are like “Yapping cows” you just got all of “beef talk”, but writing your name on the “pavement” is the only time I can say that you “street smart”
I put the glock in your mouth and make you taste the semi, im better than you, so I toss “soda on your brain” to “refresh your memory”
This faggot scared to spit because he isn’t good at rapping, I told him to “stop being ludacris” and he said “I aint acting” (ludacris has the new song Act a fool- for people that don’t know metaphors)