you not readyf or real battles,
cuz punches i'll lay you on the floor like my shadow
i read ya piece of shit verse and it gave me a hunch kid
that u a homo... since all you had was gay-punches
you know alot about being gay, shit.. not even god can get you saved
best to prep ya grave....cuz i'll have you jump in-it like you wanted to be layd
ya rap skills like a fat-man jumping rope... you'll only go but so far
wanted to be rolling on dub's...so i ran him ova with 20 inch rims in a stolen car
quit stooling par, u'll soon run out of bars like escapeing feloney's
but run into my automatic thats playing your tune and melady
peep said you was aight! but ya NOT... SO Fuck what they was telling me
you did noting but show us u'r old school like playing jeperdy
playing why step to me?, should of keep ya mouth shut about a ransum
i'll blam'em choping him up and can'em, an have ya moms crying like..you should of RAN-SON... MOTHER FUCKAH....

KEEP MY NAME OUTTA YA MOUTH AND BARS
BEFORE WE'LL NEED a WHOLE HOSPITOL TEAM TO COUNT YA SCARS....BITCH...