woa dawg, how u gonna spit that my man can't flow
i think your lost...your rhymes have no where to go
take those 4 bars back to lyric school and learn how to write
i didn't want to murder your words...but i think i might
outa place? your rhythm is out of pace
i just walked all over you and ripped apart your face
now ur stuck weary, weak and without an idenity
just quit dawg, ur lines come across without energy