I know why he made the rules no crew or dickridin'/
Cos he's got no dick an there's no crew that this guys in//
When I spit I make it clear and effective/
I can't understand your shit like if I was dyslexic//
I could be dyin' of aids when I'm rippin' my flow/
But I'd still kill your shit like fuckin' syphillis though//
I'm iller than than Chris Reeves with aids/
I'll leave you stiff like a pond on a freezin' day//
You don't know what it is to be an MC spittin'/
You might do text battles but all'a them's prewritten//