Battle For The 808...

I rain bombs on this emcee, his fire-power cant handle my tendencie cuz im gunnin on Stealth, im hittin harder then this kids felt, Take the danger out of battlin cuz im Hazardous to this kids health. Get on your knees and start to blow cuz thats the closest youll ever get to wearin my belt....

You only foolin yourself, you Jerkin harder but greasin' your stick wont help your spit if u rubbin with Butter...Flex guns all you want kid cuz u still speak under ur mutter....Alll the whackin off you be doin explains y one arms bigger then the other....

You reppin from a crew that had to be merged with three, you can add more height to your roster but the alliance still get no respect from RB....
Tryin to flip the odds at a pancake house and ur numbers are still low on Stacks, Log house Cabin syrups your pancakes but u still aint sweetin' tracks...Ur like a the karaoke bar kid....we still dont allow no Japs..LoL

Im like the big apple, i flood your structure with traffic like NewYork taxi cabs....Run-Bus your ass and overcharge your tabs....
You could stand on the Empire and u still couldnt get this title if it was UP for grabs....

Theres one difference between me and you, we both from 808 and the love still falls steeper.....
But you'll never represent Hawaii like i can, u aint built for battle cuz my roots will always run deeper....