welcome to b-boys faggot.. wit no love for ya kind..
di'll take ya limp wrists an straight break 'em online..
this my home field advantage.. so faggot, get lost..
an if he shows up to the game, yo, the fag'll get lossed..
just a young buck canuck an this kiddie's so weak..
that i'd rather throw this round and just battle molneef..
you little geek, di'll have you pullin outcha hair..
screamin like ya moms - you aint want me up there
i bang from brick city down to pueblos and vistas..
but dont think for a second i won't drive up with nenahs..
have you lyin face down in a puddle 'fore breakfast..
you'll stay buried six feet 'cos i ain't diggin ya metrics..
got pride in his city west reps to the masses..
BUT THAT'S ANOTHER WEST'S STEEZE YOU UNORIGINAL BASTARD
you straight up stole his gimmick, little emcee producer..
an this banger's gone' wreck ya so i guess that it suits you..
duke it's sad knowin judges just ain't feelin ya joints..
but it's sadder when ya rank's almost double ya points..
tho you won't be losin love for gettin ripped in this fight..
'cos your boys'll feel ya shit - that new asshole is tight..
