Rap:

Look every one we got a hustla in here/hes chokin on his mic now and shittin in fear

You think you gonna be in this rap game/your mum herd your mix tape and is cryin in shame

have you noticed when i spit the crowd get hyped/when you spit all they think is spiked

you so used to chokin now you jus take the mic and shove it down your throat/you even makin a livin out of chokin £20 per choke

thats why you always have 80 spare in your coat/you probably choked enough now to conduct a bolt

you say you a yung hustla but you nothin but a yung wankster/a ever anoying president bush private dancer

you think your a vet but your just bushs pet/his own personal assistant in bed

when i be spitten to a crowd it seem like cancer to you/although it cant take effect on you since you got fryed by a bolt didin you?(look at line 5)