Even if I no showed, I'd beat your no flow..
only time you sipping Crys' is giving head to Jericho
You a punk bitch, looking like Kurt Cobain..
your rhymes too basic, get murced your too plain
It's just too bad that your free' was wack..
turn around as i impact this track to your back
Now to round 2, I pass through round 1 with ease..
don't you know Fab' the only man who can breathe with ease
Three to nothing, so you really don't score man..
Chad gets grilled and i ain't talking about George Foreman
You ain't real, how could you be see..
Cause your flows on and off, its only temporary
And you know my rhymes phatter than the chick in Em's sig..
do i really have to tell you that it's Ant that them dig
They call me Nate, I'll be running Seattle..
outclassed easily, so why even call it a battle
Talking big before i drop, really stay in your place..
And I see Robert Swift ain't the only rookie in your state
