im droppin more heads then Bob Dole teachin-a-lecture-class//
ill dissect ya past, infect ya present, destroy-ya-future//
you dont fit in the rap game like Yao Ming pimpin a Mini Cooper//
out attlin you in a drunkin stupor, imagine if I was sober//
youre like the XFL cuz ya game is fuckin-over//
ima rough neck soldier, you wastin time to attack back//
this battle is mismatched, Im the U.S., you-Iraq//
a lyrical blood bath, im rollin and crushin like boulders//
Legion, you best to put a cork in it, just like Sammy Sosa//
P, why tha f*uck we battlin?? Ritten beat him down, stole his respect//
till this clowns bout to get dropped like a Barnum-Baily-reject//
a punches-dont-connect, theyre off, completely-forced//
I dont need quotes to explain my bars,i just shatter Kautions corpse//
It dont matter the course, Kautions ass been hit more then the Clippers backboards//
Kaution youll always be the wack whore suckin the dick of this rap lord//
this kids rappin candy bars.....white chocolate N no nutts//
on audio, he came out the mic closet and froze up//
Ur an individual with all that talk n not one rhyme'n-sylable//
it's kinda difficult you ain't seen lyrically that means ya lines-invisible//