Got you worried so far, ya heart rate hit the ceiling, cuz even though ya nerbous you still couldn't spit with feeling//
My shit's appealing, taking my lines? you get ripped for stealing, Mentally must be in the navy cuz his lips are 'sealing'//

Quit trippin' and look at ya record, you might think its quite solemn, but the only 1 ya seein is when I change the right column//

As far as momma jokes go, i won't even bother..//
cus in real life, u loose more fights then ya father..//
Run but I follow closer, have ya whole system shook...aint Ja Rule but still hit ya with the consistent hooks//

Mentally can't sleep at night cuz of how many RB battle got ya ass up tight//
So I guess I can't kill you, cuz to begin with you don't even have a life!//