Look at what we got riight here a Shuge Knight
so your the owner of a label huh (Well thats nice)
i was readin on ya site about ya $5 mic.
and how you built a franchise around a team with noone tight
i give you props man you must be some kind of genious
to go gold on a record sellin em to parapeligics
thats the only people i can think of that would listen to that shit
i wouldnt kop your cd even if you needed money to feed your kids
yo give up music and become a sales person
cuz that pitch on ya site sayin you were tight almost had me for a moment
then i listen to your track talkin bout how you smokin
in total dis-belief i was like damn is this dude jokein
ya tokein some other shit than weed to get you high
cuz you gotta be on some dumb shit to think your that fly
bankrupt records hey atleast he aint fakein'
cuz your gonna go into debt tryin to get your ass famous
i like that pic on ya myspace, with somkin the blunt with that chick
i know after yall got lit you were puffin on her dick
dawg im serious that bitch is fuckin hidious
(thats a dude- be honest tell everyone here your bi-curious)
Just to save any dignity that you might have
i wouldnt have asked to battle if i knew you was a fag
cuz i know how yall can get a lil over sensitive
acceptin to battle me? bitch please, you aint that intelligent!
your just some fake gangsta thinkin hes cool smokin blunts
with a pic of you and your brother frontin like hes got a gun
who's he aimin at? with his abercrombie git-up
that aint your brother thats ya lover dont be ashamed hold ya chin up
i mean its possible for you to be gay and still get a deal kid
you can do tracks for the workout tapes with Richard Simmons
listen- im sorry- that i up and blew ya cover
(Tell your dad he's a dumb-ass! that bitch shoulda wore a rubber)
