west cant shit on nobody as his record attest im a playa thats blessed u shouldnt a messed so give this shit a rest/
come bak when u know how to battle cos i'll shake u like a 'rattle' poisonous bite like a 'snake' i battle/
ill rip u to a shred battlin me's what u dread cos there'll b bloodshed before ur dead whole place turn red all cos u cudnt bak up what u said ur easier to cut up than bread my lyrics are so good no need for lead