i know defeats a hard thing to face//
like bein between a rock and a hard place//
but u musta misplaced ya skills cuz they gone....vanished without a trace//

and i know u aint no loc...u BK??thas a joke//
leave ya ass in a crowd a mcee slobs...shovin mic's and dix down ya throat//

i be dat nigga suicidal a.k.a. asthmatic//
face t anyday load tha clip and spray sparatic//
leavin bitches in panic//

this battles real quik ta be done...dont spit its already won//
ima call dis tha murda without a gun cuz l used tha murda ones son//