Someone new to come and take a fit at my home, attempt to sit at my throne, spit back to attack ya' dome//
Sent ya' whack-ass into a new twi-light zone//
Gonna hit ya' so hard it'll make ya' wanna high-light ya' text to copy and paiste, to post-pone//
Go home to jot down paragraphs of notes, with the best thing you wrote, you couldn't win this shit if I gave you my vote//
If you on cable, you'd be the worst show to promote, if you were the only channel, i'd click "off" and then throw away the remote//
This sorry ass nigga, every flow posted he re-wrote//
He's so slow, I told him I had beef with him, and he asked for his share of 'meat-loaf'??//
Gonna drop a lyrical bomb so large that it'll whipe out all of this 'compton kid'//
What I'm on the ferge of doin' even 'alldig' wouldn't consider stopping it//
His whole pride, i decided to start robbin' it, his lyrical ability I been topped it//
A dramatic death is designed for comptin kid, I know cuz I'm an Apocalypse//
You'll never be half the man I am, cuz your an ice-cream bar without the chocolate//
Yo just face the fact you suck, so why even try to sit here and bother? you couldn't type a decent phrase if "webster" himself was your father!//