Fuck this fuck that, can't you write a rhyme without swear words comeing out of your ass//
Why are you trying to outsmart me with that little vocabulary, that shit's out og my lyrical class//
My ryhmes are stone and you punches are just like glass, ill smash through them while takeing a judo stick to your ass//
Don't try to intimidate with those words, trying to incriminate me makes it even worse//
I bet I could get a monkey smarter thne you to write over your verse//
Money, fame, power, respect, those are things you shouldent be thinking about right now//
Cuz Im right here running you raggid with a busted ass snow plow//
I bet your getting tiered of reading this by now, arnt you//
Would you like it better if I stopped, went to your house, opended you mouth and took a poo//
Oh and by the way, if your teeth feel out you couldent rhyme//
Wait a minute, you couldent rhyme in the first place, what am I talking about, your rhymes are just easy as minute-made-lemon-lime//
Basic shit is the way you might be going, trying to go that why might get your jollies goin//
Beleive my lyrics will shower over you just like the mississippi, flowin//
Next time you want to step up to an actual pro, remember they like to take their time with slow ass hoe's//
So remember, next time you want to actually battle, make you sure you don't appear to be yourself, a no show//