Listen...don't rip shit outta no one if you aint got styles.

Gonna pull a out a few tricks...on this herb phoenix,
Bustin lyrical hits, from john woo flicks, before this fag spits,
Unlike tha hammer ya shoulda quit...cos tha parachute trousers don't fit,
Bitin rappers brains like nits...but u are like tha hamer cos your shit aint legit,
Your not quick wit your wit...I spit hot rymes like I crossed fever with tha squits,
I caught from your mom while I was suckin her tits an rubbin her clit.

Diss me an I will battle ya