You know the rules







Lil’ Brick aint shit and damn sure aint no pimp no ho likes a wimp wit a limp dick//
Watch me flip the script on this dim-witted shrimp to even word he can win he’s out his wit//
Done up-dated my status rhymes sharp like a cactus smoke you up like Canibus//
I done fucked like 5 blonde hair blue eyes bitches on Florida’s Campus//
I’m the mack you just wack talent you lack you need a hit like this is blackjack//
Punches smack till this dudes teeth crack 18 and 6 soon to be 7, bet that//

I back-hand bitches and make them do the dishes you winnin this battle is in u’re wishes//
MoS be spittin rhymes so vicious, this is gonna be a K/O fuck winnin by decisions//
Stick to them shallow puddles kid, cause I’m to deep in these waters//
Ima leave you planted to this board, so you can grow on this slaughter//

Obey your Father!