im battlin techo Mega who this kid
kna dismiss a thurston let him know who this is
the kid that british - perception dope in audio
you make 5 audios a day yet you still cant flow
hello - remember me, the kid who takin the tourney
me the emcee, wreckin shit while you bore me
even yo one fan adores me - I let em know
that you spit wit no emotion yet ya mad emotional
like this ones fo mindy this ones cindy
this ones for everybody that used to diss me
kid they still do - your sound aint changed in 3 years
drown some beers ta ease ya fears rip off ya ears as souveniers
for you this ends in tears as it appears you still wet behind the ears
I move thru the gears - switch it up, blaze it up
as I put down another lame duck young buck
ya suck - watch as I breeze to round three
as I clown this high pitch lucy like he on lsd
"lucy in the sky with diamonds"
time for the change
I leave ya like ya moms when she didnt have my money
like the oil for food program you aint funny
listen up dummy - your shits a disgrace to the boards
so im stabbing ya up like young buck at the vibe awards
reap the rewards - of your lucky first round win
im wreckin ya defence nuclear style like putin
then with a sly grin - I break ya frame at your crib
stab you in the eye witcha pen nib and beat ya down witcha own rib
its that simple battin - you aint got no fuckin chance
go write a song for ya girl and maybe paint some plants
coz you an artist - well yeah you paint pictures of wackness
while you thinkin bout punches I had ya mom on my mattress
bouncin up n down on her while tellin her that you aint shit
talkin bout you should quit witcha fisher price emcee kit
now I force you to submit with each word I transmit
leavin you like an iraqi in a mosque.....HIT
