Amp.....
yo-chek dis-Amp-flo-unevenly-must apply da Tamp...
Retorical-repetative-vocaly abusive-'Like one time at Band Camp'//
couldnt hit a post right-if ya used a book-a stamps//
ive sim brighter threads from towels ova hung-on dim lamps//

alright-pre-warmups outta the way....here we go......
Dawg u Short 'fused' fuk highs-u couldnt power my lyrical lows//
Like a Chinc-I eat kats like u be breakfeast-I be gettin'Cheered'u be the 'O's//
Cant believe u claim the NYG when ya aint even gotta Crew Thread//
Oughta change it ta da R&B Club Med~re-pair~an re-stock da sudafed//
Cus CJ-bout ta Send u into a mind-less cluster of paranormal un-digestable Numba's//
rates-of ratios- that put u in a slumber-fuk it use a ruler' still ya cant measure my cir'cumfer//(circumference)its a circle*
chek dis wig's sig, actin like a High techno Zoro on da mic'//
i set u in my engine when my jet-set-to taka-flight//
leave ya flappin like a broken kite, striped like a Zebra My bars are rapped so tight//
i dun need an aliby to rip dis dike, I could bust him down in Dusk or Str8 Daylight//

ohhh...CJ gettin hot now~...
dere dat friskyness i be refer'n too now ima really tear str8 inta u...
14 yr old bitch wanna be text-c but u got no-ability-g'bow down str8 to ya knee//
fuk it-u an the rest of da NYG-cant fuk wit dis C,i split ya all like adam split up eve//
versefull-ohh its gettin inta me-i feel like dows'n u wit blood an claimin it be hennesy//
hopin that the cops dont c-an continue to give u the beatin u deserve from me//
call it mutiny-o-scrutiny-wata-eva-sooths ya team-i call ita beat-down str8 up brutally//

fuk...i wanna bust 150 bars on u but ima stop here....i kno its enuff