ok....i don't give a fuck to go first//
your rhymes like kiddies on a field trips, need to be showed first//
better yet hold ya hand as ya showfer//
i hope your ready for what imma bout to do/
yous 1-1 right now when we done gonna be 1and 2//
betta finda crew//
you still is retarded boy, games just as wack//
i run threw your ryhmes like i injected eslax//
so i dont' give a fuck what you got to say//
you couldnt break me down if i spit on you, with DNA//
you don't wanna fuck with my sonny, ill make your body quit//
must be stupid high off that kavorkien shit(suicide)//
your justa bitch/or a bit
outta touch or way below my scale//
im gangsta to the core, you sippin on molitove cocktails(russin bomb)//
so go ahead forget this battle and forget you knew me//
you treat freestylin like your boys dick, cuz you blew me//