Gimme 20 bars no more.

I don't care how dis nigga here feels about ma rap//
ONE 8T SEVEN//MAN YOU COULDN'T KEEP A GAT//
This is Arithmetic speaking//ma words are literal//
You say you know da streets//But you say thowin stacks is a ritual//
I don't think you know dat//
You might be political//
Suckin George Bush//or you might be a criminal//
You ain't go shoot me// I'll leave yo life so critical//
Dey may never let me into public hospitials//
I'm all over yo hood like summer time knats//
You cry worst than Jay-Z cuz you can't drop tracks//
So why you standin up a battle like you invincible//
Don't U know I'll rip you like some toilet tissue//
But I ain't go lie to you cuz// You might have spit//
If you rap don't sound dumb then I don't know what dumb is//
Da stand another battle cuz you will get ripped//
Get yo head out cho ass while you talkin dat bullshit//

MEET CHA LAST DAMN FLO// YOU'LL B SILENCED FOR HOURS//
I WILL CHANGE YO RAP DON'T SPIT OR YOU WILL GET SOMETHING SOUR// IF YOU TRY TO BE A BRAIN// I'LL THROW YOU A TEASER// YOU'LL FEEL SMITTY// SMALL// i CHOKE YOU WITH A BEATER//
CHANGE THA MEANING OF SWEET AND SCRAMBLE CUBES IN YA SUGA// WAX FROM YA NOSE DIG IN YO EAR AND PULL A BUGA//
AIN NO MORE PRIDE// NIGGA BOUT TO GET RIPPED//
CUZ I WILL PULL YO TOUGUE THROUGH YO ASS AND CLEAN YOU WITH IT// YOU SHOULD NEVER TELL NOBODY THAT SKILLS ARE YOUNG I'LL RIP OUT YO VIOCE BOX AND HAVE YOU SPEAKIN IN TOUNGES//SO HIT ROCK BOTTOM AS YOU FACE ITIMIDATION//
I'LL SHOOT A BULLET THROUGH YA SOUL AND SPREAD THROUH YO GENERATION//I'LL TELL YOU ONCE MORE// DON'T TRY TO FRONT//
MA BULLETS HAVE YO ASS BLEEDIN LIKE THA FIRST OF THA MONTH//MA NAME BELONGS IN THA BIBLE AND RAPPIN DOESN'T FIT U TRY AMERICAN IDOL//