u dropped ya verse dont pick it up cuz i leave u fucked in tha game/
ill will hot u cant see that u fuckin wit flames/
u must not know who u fuckin wit mane/
leave u wit a scorched figure and a melted frame/
u threw a lot of punches but none of em hurt /
i wasnt feelin it dog like a ghost touchin my shirt /
make you like a landmark put ya face in the turf/
u punchlines playin hide go seek/
u should be a veggie eater cuz u dont no beef /
ya punches aight ya flows is crap/
and i know you bitin of some cat /
cuz u dont have tha talent to come up wit somethin that wack