(Intro)
"Start speaken and get ya lips shut, Fill ya full of metal like a tip cup/"
"Fake rappers better leave in 10 days, cuz I see through u like X-Rays/"
"We jus spit six clips in ya direction from six different directions/
Only thing left is, ur bitch tits for inspection/"
"Fuckin with me? You gon die worse/ than the kids that got shot by them Columbine nerds/"

Now then....there seems to be some ppl talkin shit...and it's time to address all these faggots...
I don't give a shit what ur thinkin, u bitches don't phase me/
I'm like a psychic, cuz ur thoughts cease to amaze me/
Put u in th oven and heat u at 80, take u out and pull th heat out: the 380/
Bitch crews like B.R.E screamin "DON'T HURT ME" and "PLEASE SAVE ME"/
But ur team's shook, u get cooked like turkeys and gravy/
Get it straight, B.R.E has no leaders so how can we follow?/
U some dumb shits, like my bullets: ur heads is hollow/
Ya crew Like watchin lesbians go at it, ur misconceptions is "makin me nut(s)"///
Ya'll wanna act big jus cuz a few of u won a some battles?/
I ain't average, talent like mine is rare, like goin to NY and seein mules and cattle/
When I step up i'ma have u fucked up not bein able to decide who will battle/
It's plain to see, ya crew will get splattered..../

I ain't even tryin....u faggots ain't even worth 14 bars....but...I've saved th best for last...

All that bullshit ya'll was spittin, u need to drop it/
Cuz SYN the lyrical JESUS and u ain't Muhammed, there's only 1 prophet/
B.R.E Poetic? U ain't, and I barely try u and be like "That's hot shit!"
Ya'll cats is fuckin WACK why u think IM left untouchable?/
I'ma anal rape all u bitches in battle and show u ain't UNFUCKABLE/
You fags is like explosives: u only comp-bust-able (netcees)
So that's why I'm set to blow up and leave u scarred in th aftermath/
When I beat u, like ur cock when u see each other, ur life gon be hard after that/
Now on to "CRASH", I'm about to bring th "Smack Down"/
So "Bring it On" so I can whoop ur ass to th ground/
I'm sniffin out and attack ur faggot asses like bassett hounds/
I been gone but now I'm back to put u "no heart" rappers "back in th ground"/
You bitches is dead to me, I'm gon drain out what's left like XTC/
Fuck it, you both wack, like Ludacris you ROLL OUT, but I make ya head ROLL BACK/
And that's just th beginning of things/
YOU MUSTA BEEN "PUFFIN THE MAGIC DRAGON" THINKIN U GON WIN/
(Talkin shit about SYN was th last straw...now I'm set to put u in th ground)
OH YEA AND BTW THIS WAS NOTHING...purely effortless, took me maybe 15 mins


(Outro)
"This whole verse is just a blatant hit and run/
And like my dick in ya mouth - this is "just a taste of things to "cum"//