like trick daddy im bout to take it to da house//
the chance of you beatin me is like a lion losin to a mouse//
your rhymes have no structure like the trade centers blueprint//
your rhymes still wouldnt be fresh if you ate a fuckin mint//
yo cuz stop flowin all your rhymes are consist of fake shit//
i come in all different sizes like a expansive bit//
if you you think your flows are hott your fuckin wrong//
yo nigga if you wanna hang wit mejust fuckin tag along//
i spit rhymes that are ill thats why they call me the clinic//
i am such a fuckin player thats why yo girl be at the clinic//
yo nigga just stop you fuckin suck bitch//
nigga next time you here my name ima be fuckin rich//


yo spit bitch