Yo I'm Nasty on the Mic like MY NECK MY BACK// $ilk
rhymes tha SHIT but it comes from lickin KHIA's CRACK//

am I Battlin a Celebrity well Down goes another//It kinda
SHOCKED me when I found out this $ilk here was'nt MASTER P
Brother// you must've been a Groupie for NO LIMIT Soilders and
this I Presume// when P said MAKE'em SAY "UGH" They were STICKIN DICKS in ya ASS in a BATHROOM//

clamin you got Blocks-on-Locks shit you neva leave
ya Corner// cause my PUNCHES have you lookin for SAFETY
like a New GUN OWNER// You got a Crew Dam ya life is just
that Funny// cause when it's time to Battle, They leave you
a LOAN{alone} like BORROWED MONEY//

ya STYLE ain't $ILK but more like POLYESTER or WOOL// watch
this PUNCH line DECK'ya, another one of ya CARDS gets PULLED//
ya rhymes ain't DOPE you spit like you in a DRUG-FREE-ZONE// you have tha Spirit to rhyme HARD but the Mic is like a PREIST sayin THUG-BE-GONE//

....................Thats it...I'm rusty as fuck....been gone to long.....