Brooklyn's Clappin Ya Verse..Find Your Last Words In The Back Of A Hearse, Leave And Disperse Games The Worst, Let Me Drop The Facts In Reverse/

Sign Ya Lungs And Thyroid Into Aerobics Still Couldn't 'Sweat The Technique', Shut Hottie's Ass Down..Brooklyn's Style Is Control-Alt-Delete/

Take A Peak When You Swallow Rakim And Still Can't See The 'Best In You', When I Dye-Sect Ya Rhymes..I'll Color You Bad And Smother You With Kraft..And Give Hottie The Bluez/

I'm High When I'm Flowing, Bustin Sides Like A River After A Storm, Your Skill Like A Premature Baby, Live, But Only Half Of Its Born/

Hottie's Punches Fail To Stick If We Where Attached With Velcro, A Shame The Only Thing Connectin Is Your Chin To My Elbow/

I'm Gettin Sick And Tired Of This Weak Style Hottie Boasts..I've Seen Freeposts That Delivered Way Iller Blows, I'm Leavin This Bitch Decomposed, Hottie's Verses Could Be In Neon Lights But Still Couldn't Have Aluminous Flows/

Ya Bars Were Stretched Longer Than Ray Thunders Nose, She Knows She Can't 'Beat' Me, Brook The Type To Swallow 'Keys'..So I Devour Ya Verse Whole, This Bitch's Whining Really Pisses Me Off Cus She's Always Just All Bark Like Hollow Trees/

Brooklyn Always Offering Losses Like Ya ISP's Crackle Stocks, Only Time You Flip New Lines And Hooks Is When You Kick Your Tackle Box..Swingin Like Pendulum Clocks, I Rip Hottie Another Piss Hole For Her Mini Cock/

Hottie So Wack Your Better Off Livin In Hotels For Children Cause You Got To Be 'Kid-Inn'?!, Bitch You Couldn't Read My Mind If It Had A Table Of Contents At My Bidding/

Brooklyn Presents Ya Circumvents With Discontent, Do I Amuse You Bitch?, Hottie..You Couldn't Double Cross Me With A Pair Of Crucifixes/