(1) You say you hit fame, sorry bro you got no game!
(2) This punks full of std's that's what happens when you fuck with me.
(3) I'm lyrically skilled, mentally filled, my rhymes are like ice and leave you chilled.
(4) Watch my style and watch my flow your gonna sit back in your chair "screamin shit son! Look at that niggah go!"
(5) I keep rhymin to put you sellout's out of commission this battles gonna end so fast there ain't gonna be an intermission.
(6) I'm the main event, You start to herre the crowd chant.
(7) They sayin' kill him! I think your driving on broken rims.
(8) You should of said no feeding, but now I'm killing just like the signature I'm a make this fagget a minature.
(9) You a sellout, time for you to back out cuz I found my spot, I'm underground I rhyme so fast it's becuz I'm herre to astound.
(10) My jobs finished, you forgot to wish now I put you outta this competition that's it's there's no repititon.