|| I make a bitch of fellaz, when it comes to dissin issues ||
|| eyo, u trip like cinderella, low-budget baller, missin his shoe ||
|| After this you'll be knocked out of the game, its a shame, ||
|| but unfortunetly your verses are lame, i'll aim ||
|| for your brain to change your mind frame (frame of mind) ||
|| to the right one, like mine, i design lines combine rhymez ||
|| this is a warning by means of divine signs ||
|| my lyrics are linked to writings that are holy ||
|| i can block all the shit you kick like a goalie ||
|| attached with a high powered force field ||
|| by the time im done your flaws will be revealed, ||
|| Check the whole dialect the sharpness will cut your neck ||
|| leave you bleedin on the corner and exhalin your final ||
|| breathe. ||
|| why didn't you realize it was done with all disrespect ||
|| when i had your b!tch ass in a Lab with a scapold ready to ||
|| disect. ||
|| I'm 'raisin' the roof like convertible tops or grapes on solar ||
|| panels in the sun ||
|| Got you on the 'run' like Fat Joe after the death of Big Pun ||