U wanna battle? U must be crazy!!!
Step in the arena, you've already lost to me
Dont even fuck with the D/cuz youre style aint free
Its costly/Im droppin' a lyrical jem on your ass
You couldnt drop shit if U were a dog sittin' in the grass
My steez is tight/I strike with all my might
And Im gonna knock you out in this lyrical gunfight
YOu know Im right, so why the fuck ya still frontin'
My flows hit a home run, yours are straight up buntin'
Im huntin'/your ass down with the mic in my hand
I seen Dick Clark bite your shit on American Bandstand
Your shit is bland, like Macaroni without the cheese
Nigga please/nice is the best way to describe my steez