This fuckin kid is a gimp, this tourney is mine/
A fist to the face the only time ever I hit rewind/
I'm tired of weak rhymes, this round I'm passin/
And like a retired bum, you should come offa the wrappin/
When Deft is Flippin shit I hit like car crashes/
To give this kid more scratches than DJ Passions/
Mother fucka rations are gone and dead/
The way I terrorise you'd think that my name was Fez/
Can't beat me one on one kid, best to get your team/
And with Bad Breath control you need to get Listerine/
Your name is rewind, but in fact you're back packing toward/
A punch that'll knock you backwords and Fast forward/
Kid you lack that focus, you're just a pimply teen/
So Deft will get on your face like I was Maybaleen/
I'm like Michael J, I'll go back in time in my verse/
Just to rewind and beat your ass on your own turf/
This kid lacks the punches, you know Deft will break your spine/
When I relax on this track just to un-wind/
I'll beat you kid, so let's see if you can proove me wrong/
Stop livin in the past, Cause Deft will move on/
I'll murder you twice, there' no way to defend/
The way I beat your ass, rewind, then do it again/
Whatever you say, I crush homes and gated venues/
And you rock lesser than signs to prove I'm greater than you/
Kid catch a temper, but we both know Deft's a Tempest/
I Rain on this kid like God to send a message/
That kid you can't defeat me, Deft is so profound/
Cause your verse is so played, it has to be Rewound's/
