Mc81, you ain't the great one, ya fake son, ate shit, and drank cum//
You got none, weak as fuck, can't rap some, a lame bum, when it comes to gats, you tote none//
You want none, none of ya flows can top the cobra, son//
Fuckin you up in this battle's gonna be fun//

Like a new born baby you can't talk like a G//
It's funny how ya broke ass wants to floss like me//
Toss like me? This little bitch is soft, it's not me//
I pop C, You got no damn chance to top T//
Just stop B, My style is too hot to drop D//

I got D-fense-in, so stop ya-test-in, on the day of the battle you bettah-rest-in//
The best-in, con-test-in, wanna be like me? bitch stop- 'sessin//(obsessin)
On ya vocal cords this snake's pressin, So hard you can't breathe, that's my aggression//