Intro:
Ruthless, this is tha second time i battled you, how many times this cat-gone-be-killed//
tha only time i advise that you start poppin shit, is wit yo cap-gun-refilled//
you rhymes are complicated, complex, i coulda read an undastand that shit in tha first grade//
i could spit one bar wit one punch an leave you reachin fo tha first aid//
AIGHT STYLE SWITCH..................

Defeat ME? My styles are just TOO damn sick/
The only way that you could beat me is if I was your dick/
I'm more sick then an entire mental hospital/
You ain't even a speedbump kid, not even CLOSE to an obstacle/(AHaha)
your shit is about as tight as a hooker not a virgin/
im fryin your brain after this your gonna need a surgeon/
Just Smash the bat into your dome Fire the Gat And Watch you moan/
Nigga You just like My dick when your sister on it~ You grown/
Cuz Now you realise that you aint Got better shit than mine/
You realise I got a better mind Nigga im one of a kind/
and he thinks he's looked up to but the whole fuckin sight cant stand him/
Emcee Abilities shit is so weak he would come harder spittn the care bears anthem/
how wack can one person consitantly be count this as another loss/
it woulda been more interestin then readin your verses if my moniter was turned off/

Closer:
so dont reply cause your better off bein in jail n gettin banged by all the guys doin a 25 to lifer//
cause once i get done wit you your gonna know never to fuck wit N.Y.G's Lyrical Sniper//