alright yo....

sup MeNtiLL, why you trying to battle me in 2003?
you still wont have my skillz in 2thousand twenty.
And remember, the one who wins write the books, your cooked.
with my rhymes, your pride and good times get took.
Pretend thug neveh get nowhere, lookin like a bitch, its why peeps stare.
Im the bully who beat you down and stole your money at the fair.
Its not fair, I know, but Im on your ass like toilet paper
My rhymes are blinding like a snowstorm without a scraper.
Im here. gone. Im there. Im like a vapor, you cant escape an
emcee like me. The one you wanna be, but you cant see?
No style no grace no verbs no place Broke no job too lazy to rob
your nothing, so go home to mama, and quit now, save us the drama.