one battles all i need for the books//like reppin what i got//just to get some looks//respect is what i want//respect is what i'll get//come face to face with me//your bound to get hit

a verse to my name//thats all i got//people ask if i rap//i say not a lot//i keep pushin on the paper//my pen wont write//words drop from my head like bombs//i wanna fight

The mics like a knife once im done//the words are like bullets from a gun//both'll end your fun in time//cuz we all know about your ability to rhyme//word by word you kill your voice//second by second your losin boys//so take a seat//we dont need no death//sit back//and catch your breath