Yo, Mr. MC Master you bettah run a lil faster cuz this is about to becone a fuckin distaster,
Im lyrically defined, they might as well put 3-1 up in plaster, ill verbally rape you like im a pastor,
Drop 2 in a row? Nugh-uh ain't a goddamn chance, im'a bout to put you into a hardcore trance,
Just the slighest little glance, and ill advance with my lance, and let the bleeding enhance and do a lil dance,
Some say that im just plain insane, fucked in the brain, I say I just plain don't keep pain,
I flow as fast as a train, I shouldn't even need to explain, the world knows all I do is entertain,
Your facin the world renown, and your about to go down, cuz all you are is a fuckin clown,
We should just call you bozo, bitch just hand me the crown, because im the king of this town,
This is what its about, it doesn't matter what you spout, cuz I won without a doubt,
This is not even a bout, its like a massacre, your started a man and I made you look like a scout, now im out