all you need is "one mic", one win, one bite, one punch from me... you'll be counted out 1,2,3, your pinned,
i'm hangin-you-out-to-dry, paralyze you from your "turtle neck" down "clothesin-in",(closin in)
your like "ice cube", whenever your mom "puts her back into it" you all stiff n "frozin",

your like "cream", you easy-to-be "miracle whipped"
sit-on-toilets, that's how ya consider yourself droppin "hard shit",

this ain't "legendary" gymnastics... you can't "tumble"-over-me,
you stumblin on the "streets", i got ya stagarin like you was "stagga-ling",(staggalee)

why you geussin my perfection of pin-pointin-punches to your chest like a "Smith n Wesson"?
my "shell like raps" exploadin caps, leave you "bleedin" n "irratated" like a "heat rash",

you couldn't catch-me...neither could you "catch-a-hint",
you can go from "rags-to-riches" by storin pocket lint... it'll be worth as much as you n "50 cent",(not much)

only way you could hit me wit strong "personals" is if-you-used "foul" language,
i can speak wit different nations, ohla, bonjure, your gone, could i make it any more blatant?

CROWD..."FINISH HIM!!!!"
ME..."IGHT"

my disses are "special quality", alarmin your 7 year/10,000 "weak-punch-warinty",
you could try-n-"dodge"-me, but obviously you wish you wouldn't of put your "key-in-the-ignition" n "start"-wit-me