Yo you act like you got a record lable/
But i no you don't cause this ain't fable/
Prancin around like you a thug gangsta/
But we all no that you only a gay wangsta/
Im new to this battle thing but ma flow is much illa/
I start spillin ya blood like a gasoline spilla/
Your a young cat u can't rap/
claim ya so called gang you get slapped/
I could make ya crawl or wattle/
I settle this problem with a broken beer bottle/
ma rhymes are foul and crude/
u see ur mom jump out of my house in da nude/
you couldn't role wit a g like me/
pimpin hoes inside the city/
So this is ma last line so remember you ain't no g to me.