dont step to me, if u 'do-u-die', i rap full shifts, u couldnt work da '2-to-5', u scared a me, so u 'flew-to-hide', my lyrics so "ill" dey can give u da 'flu-n-hives'/1

Ill twist ya body like a pretzle, den a 'figure-8', claims to be on time, but hes pullin 'triggers-late', this 'kid-is-fake', got him cryin more rivers den justin 'timberlake'/2

sez he 'dropped-outa-skool', hes 'lyin-to-be-kool', but how kool is it wen u gotta cry 'about-the-rules'/3

the rules are set, so dont come bitch-to-me, all da punches u threw, all of em 'missin-me', u losin dis battle, y duz ur sig claim 'victory'/4

ill 'bash-ya-heart', leave u 'slashed-apart', 'grasp-da-parts' n leave em "missing" like ya 'av-a-tar'/5

im throwin smaks-that-hurt, to crack n smash-ur-verse, 'RAP-ALERT', this kids got his screen name in red to 'match-his-shirt'/6

my rhymes aint calm, they aint a 'seditive', cant say i "wont" "kill" u, cuz thats a double 'negative'/7

u juss steal wen people 'write-papers', n to b real, i dont 'like-fakers', so ima have to rip u up, no chokin, like 'life-savers'/8

uppin on ur verse kid