Watch me win with half his bars..
and not even trying the slightest.


I'm the champ & he's weak.. so fuck cuttin him some slack
Cause Toners just a warm up.. like crunches & jumpin jacks
Get smacked & left flat.. i feel bad cause, girls he'll never bone
I mean.. bitches wouldnt dial-tone.. if they picked up the phone
Just take ur ass home.. not even a house, its more like a shack
And its sad but.. Tone's seen more huts, then fuckin quaterbacks
So just give up hope, chump.. before i leave ur body on the floor
And left dead in the Front Lines.. like the Revolutionary War

I peeped ur closer and figured your a waste of my time
And ur last words - "Your Out", alright ..

... Out of your fucking mind.


blah garbage and an easy victory.