Playin wit me dogg that's a high wish, my raps are a basketball and when I rhyme it's a swish/1
And what's this shit about me wantin you, not only will i fuck you up I'll murder your whole crew/2
You a bitch who's bitin my style, that shit's so far out it needs air miles/3
Not one of your lines had a meaning, damn dogg get a job at your local dry cleaning/4
If you was a newspaper I'd flip through you quick, only thing you can pull of is a card trick/5
You must be shakin in your shoes, 'cause it's a FACT-you're gonna lose/6
You aint gonna get any props from these guys, they all know you're Vanilla Ice in disguise/7
A white guy who thinks he got skill, you so feminine-you need a birth control pill/8
Aight people give this guy a surprise, send him back to Burger King to cook all our fries/9
Comin at me was your biggest mistake, you're so artificial-even your penis is fake/10