I Look Around, See Fake Gangsta’s, Guns n’ Excruciating Pain...
Then I This Bitch Game, With A Fucking Dame Before his Shameful Name...
He Boasts Pop Fame, To Him Rappers All Look Equally The Same...
Judas Of rap – A Disgraceful Scandalous Buddhist, In Disguise...
I Speak Words Of Wise, You Spit Real Words Of Deceptive Lies...
Say Your Goodbyes, I Got Venomous Punches In Three, Fours n’ Fives...
You Can’t Rhyme Words So You Improvise, Greatness To Your Demise...
You Got Rhymes Like Wood, Stiff Like Your Claims Your From The “Hood”...
Quit Immediately You Should. When I said I Wanted A Intermed. – You Misunderstood...
Please Leave For The Common Good Of The Forum, You Lack Adequate Decorum...
Your Just as Annoying As A Itch, Between That bit Between My ass n’ Scrotum...
You’re a Forgotten, After This Battle, You’ll Wish You Were In The Ground Rotten...