This weak "Mc" Couldn't find a win in a storm/
This bum, lived on campus, but never been in the dorm//
I wonder how, I know this 14 yr old ain't ready for college/
Cause its Emcee, not MC, its apparent, you ain't got knowledge//
You an Underground Emcee, or at least soon to be/
You should Assume I be, 11'9" (6 feet under) , cause thats where your doom to be//
His biography says he's shit, and to go back to his birth/
I only carry around nickels and up, Guess I can't give you what you're worth//
My rhymes is off the top, I'm pullin' them out the attic/
See all my lines is hot, Yours only come sporadic//
I'm of Higher Quality, like something with a logo/
You might as well not respond, I'll start uppin' for this "no show"//
Enter your rhymes in your comp, it'll auto respond "no flow"/
He prob got his name off of a rappin yo-yo//
I think you got your rap style off a jive clip/
But it don't matter, I'll still beat you five zip//