If Ya Think Ya Got A Chance In This Battle You Must Be LoCo
Ma Punches Enhance Ya Prattle, Burn Up Ya Chest Like SoCo
Puncture Ya Vest, Put Ya Ta Rest, Ya Fuckin Structure's A Mess
Rupture Ya Text, Obducted Finesse, Outta Dis World You Be You Stuck In'a Rest
You Need Dashes Just Ta Make Ya Punches Connect, I'm Crunchin' Ya Neck
My Worst Is Slumpin Ya Best, In'a Hearst And Ma Werds Had You Sumthin Like Blessed
Bustin On H.I.V Like We Wont Bust In Ya Mom's Eye Piece
Cussin On Me But I See, You In No Rush Ta Elevate Highly
I Looked At Ya Verse Firstly, Hey! Thas A Hell-of-a-Rhyme G
Took 6 Hours Ta Write And Finally, Every Punch You Threw Can't Even Find Me