U mite survive this flow but it wont let u thrive

i'll ave u wiltin in my shadow i'll dimish ur drive

am usin me beats 2 roast u like ur on the cuban coast

an u are'nt made 4 this heat u seekin 4 a beat but ur jus fallen off yer feet

coz it hard ter stand wit a pike up ur ass even after u'd greased it well wit u homo licks

coz yer the hood bike evan nike tried 2 sponser u coz u jus do it do it do it

but bit by bit the jigsaw jus start fittin u aint made 4 this battilin game

as soon as u heard rappin u thought fame in ur studio not the mamin of RappinB

coz the only time u goin b earnin a fee is wen ur pen signin on dole

and the only thing robby burns is the pole he finds in his hole

he pretend wit a gun but it an imatation jus like his skills coz the shit he type is the shit u find in a vanilla ice rhyme book

an jus like ice he bout 2 fizzle out on my heat