Check out this cat a real battle wannabee,
He think he all that but he really quite amusing me,
He say he'll chop my verse, well i'll drop him to his knee's,
but im a real big mouthfull and you choke when smoking tree's.
I'll surely make you bleed,
Your too slow to drive miss daisey nevermind MC.
So what we gonna do wid you apart from put you in the trash,
Your style is so obvious like cheech and chong's stash.
You really think ya hitting me... but-this-is-my-bash,
I'll leave scared and fucking freaks like the movie crash.
You might aswell be down under cuz ya styles back to front,
You think your rhyming sharpe but ya lyrics are blunt,
Your broken like evil canevil trying to pull off this stunt,
You wobble like a weeble man too many philli blunts.
The time is now son I clocked your plan of action,
Your spitting like mathmatics but only hitting a small fraction.
Ima spin you around so you spraying from my direction,
Cuz once you here my shit you wont be controlling your erection.
Dont be coming at me played like you always used to chico,
Cuz i'll expose this fake mc...aargh! he-used-to-be-called-RICO......