he said he was a better emcee then me.. I wanna see him say that again...
Lyrics
ok you fuckin netcee, lets see if you can step up to me/
saying you got micskills, you not givin the right thrills/
claimin your rhymes slice n kills my, nobodys feelin um/
you cant ride a beat n' seems like you inhale helium/
youve ordered beef, and now you'll get served/
been trippin on my nerves, get ya ass-whopped by a bird/
heard you's a traveller just for showing off/
you mustve been out east while me n b were droppin bombs/
you aint hiphop, cause this aint for posers/
you just a mosquito while we real ones are roaches/
you wanted choices, Ill give you one to cope with/
QUIT RAPPIN! ya suprised? nah cause you know it/
supposely, got good grades, but in this youve failed/
lay your pen away, or youll be locked up in jail/
Im way above, your feet could be size ninentyfive/
stand on your toes and still dont reach my mighty height/
now go flow something own, I mean stop robbin rhymes/
see if ya got the guts to pick up yo goddamn mic/
