OK rico ‘da bull-shit’, I’m make you ‘see red’ wiv the lyrics I spit, beat up this bull & make a spanish omelette, I’m a matador of metaphors, you headin for a spear in ya neck,

Oh…my battle stats, I know they were zero-zero, till I battled you mr.no-flow, hommo, you a superhero, – wackman the fearfull, I knock you out, sorry rico, I’m raging bull’s de niro,

why d’you even show man, you like the snowman - abominable, I’ma storm this battlefield like a Trojan, by the end you are gonna be my biggest fan,

now I’m 1 & O & I owe you 1, you firing blanks ‘spit & wentson’ (firearms manufacurer smith & Wesson), still I’m not done, you a kids nose on a cold day – you gonna run, rhymes? - I beat you wiv my first one,

you shouldn’t av tried abusing me, I’m sick of ya lunacy, I’ve shown you diversity, now go back to ya A.B.C.,

you told me to spit back like the devil, well you are LOOSifer (Lucifer), & now your battle stats are level (1-1)