Whatcha got ta offa? Do I gotta pop ya? Drop ya and leave ya smelly, hailmary like makaveli!

Did ya, even notice the bogus ass situation, from NIYO'S orientation, the real nigga that ya facin?

Should I, have to listen to yo, people that's dissin my lyric's hot in the kitchen, yo lyric's just leave'em wishin.

So I, don't pay attention to nigga's that don't get mentioned,
my homies is full of tension, yo body weight we be benchin.

So I, disrespect on, nigga, yuz a check on, you best ta get the heck on, before I put the tech on yo ass, ya fuckin trash,
and betta off lit up. Ya bout ta get hit up, so muthafucka sit up, NIGGA.

Is you krazy, yo lyric's ain't the dopest, you cannot stay on focus,
but homie don't you know this man? Yo shit is silly, hilly, like a billy o really got emphysema while me NIYO push a Beama!

What's yo position in this business of competition? You bitches do not listen so you force me to leave you wishin. Ya supastition
got cha thinkin you bout to lose, and you got somethin on ya mind cause you got sump'em to prove.


Nigga's like you grimy, try to see me, can't find me. you best ta get behind me whenever I'm feelin rhymy!

Competition is zero, homework done like shepero, best to look in the mirror before you think you a hero.

Leave you, out in limbo, while I chill in lemo's, jot you down on my memo, remmember that you a bimbo.

Nigga, I can read you, you can't read me I'm in Hebrew, partner's don't even need you, damn I could'nt be you.

MY style like the dragon, your's is like a wagon, lyric's forever draggin and saggin, sound like you naggin.

Damn you be illin, damn I be chillin. Chillin just like a villin my lyric's is so appealin!

In 3 demension's yo Hancock would'nt be mentioned, so nigga stop all that bitchin because yo style catchin lychin's.

I'm just a prophet, and knowin that you can't stop, yet anyway try to top it, but drop it cause you woo whoppin!

Nigga, you got sump'em ta prove!!!! NIYO2003