u shouldnt battle me cuz my shits harsher than listerene/
u'l get hit wit a elbo, leave u pale yellow and ur pockets clean/
if u walk by i'll blast my gat like its a rocket beam
i like to rhyme by myself cuz im better alone
i never walk around without the vest and the crome
plus my jewls are rocky like sylvester stalone
if i bust my gat, its in ya chest or ur dome
ur rhymes are rusty g
u cant fuck with me
thats y u probly hiddin in protective custody