u hear a voice, its making alot of noise,
u decide to listen to this shit , this is ur choice.
just a homeless person out on the streets,
with no pair of shoes, just his own bare feet,
this guy looks creepy, he looks like a freak,
but u realise his droppin his own beat.

it sounds disguisting, its like noise pollution,
this guys so bad there isnt a solution,
he sais ' check my lines, what i got to spit'
his rhymes are starting to stink, like my own shit
'n' u cant take one more bit, of this shit,
so u tell him to sit, 'n' listen up quick

u drop ur lines, there as tight as a rope,
they flow so smooth, u know, he knows,
that ur shits dope, he looks up to u
like he would just quit, become ur servant
and smell ur own shit, even taste ur own spit,
with more than a single lick, he'd go grab a straw
and slurp up wats raw, ur authentic made
ur A+ grade.

u then become a teacher, this guys ur own preacher
he wants to reach ya, this guy could never beat ya
but u show him ur technique, of the rhymes that can leak,
from the words that u speak,

this guys so sure of himself, with out a doubt,
he wants to battle, and win the bout,
he steals ur rhmyes, with all the great lines,
but then he finds..
That u use ur master mind, and find the one line,
that shattered his mound, and re-claim ur crown,
u leave the man stunned, ur still number one,
u show this chump, who is the boss,
this guys record so far.. 0 wins 1 loss.