C Rocka the motha fucka/ He ain't nothin but a cracka/ Claims to be a player/ Could his rhymes be any gayer/ He says they always come back for more/ Shut up bitch!All you fuck is whores/ Can't rock rap/ Try that shit and I'll beat you with a fuckin' baseball bat/ I'm goin for a grandslam/ Herre's come my number one fan/ The boi who saw it , caught it RUN!