yo
here we go

dawg ima hit u wit some real shit u say u got heat then pull the trigga/
oh u missed fire againg u might hit but sorry u already layen in tha bloody puddle cause i changed ya figga/
my tech 9 had ya ass screamen from a mile away thats how far u r from winning this battle/
u a kid at this shit spitten babby lyrics all they say is u neva hadda chance at the lyrical genius go play wit ya rattle/
look at ya chest that red dot sayes u bout ta be sprayed so be like ludacriss and move bitch get out tha way/
next time u battle find out who it is u callen out and u might not get hit the eether way/