Close Ya MuthaFuckin Mouth When Grown Folks Speak,
Cause Ya Weak Techniques Got You Looking For Death Like What Religious Cults Seek
Reach Out, Attach Ya Arms To Yao Ming, And You Still Couldn't Touch D-S
Confess, You Couldn't Lay Down Underground Shit Even If You Wrote It Where Dead Folks Rest
Spittin Fresh Shit, As If PepperMints, Laced My Vocal Cords,
Dont Even Wanna Hear Ya Audio, That Shits Best Left For Abandoned Records
How This Kid Claimin 2 Be Cryptic? We All Know Ya Flow Is Left In The Past,
You're An Out Cast, Take Ya Time, Hell Even Bite And Claim Its Ya First Draft
Seems As Tho I Have Now Just Killed This Childs Thoughts, Whats Next For You To Drop?
Nothin! Cause Ya Skills So Broke, Ya Shit Should Come With A Complementary Tool Box...