a shadow vs gansta 123 I'm bout to crawl on on thee and make you history//

This is an arena of rap there aint no room for lil kids like you who play with guns that don't shoot but use caps//

I'm like a vicious snappin turtle, snappin your ass while your tryin to give me a purple nurple, and why you wearin an old ladies gurdle?//

If our raps were food I'd be filet mignon and you'd be pot roast, your spittin out raps that can't beheard maybe because Im the one who got your neck broke//

I'm spittin toxic chemicals in general inside your right ventrical, and you've got broken tenticals, I think when you entered this room you really ment-to-go//

I'll give you some room to breath, you wish you were as dope as me too bad you can't rhyme cause I broke your teeth//