Damn filthycalibur, ur rhymes are just so weak/
I could beat u to a pulp and make u grovel beneath my feet/
I bringin heat, nigga u got a knife and steppin to me/
ur filthy calibur, fell apart, blanks fell to your feet/
I'd kill ya narrow ass, but u ain't worth the feathers in my pillow/
And if u try me i guess the effect will be zero/