You get murdered fast dawg you dont belong in this game
Dead quick fast, eyes turned into the first letter of your name
now ya stressed, this battles mine, you made the mistake of accepting in the first place
my burst pace hurts gays, now we know why X been in pain since his birthday!
Elevate man, you need serious help if you really wanna make noise
Cuz the punches you 'throw' are 'weak' like 'crippled paperboys'
im equipped like Indiana Jones wit my murder whip ya heard it kid?
your words ill flip, and turn to shit well bein superb wit tricks
you got mixed up wit parallel, see? X and ill will 'never cross'
fuck field goals, cuz throwin you out of the game would be a clever toss