Saying u got rhymes but ima show you the realluh man
ill have you below my shoes called FILA man
i dont mean to burn ur heart, ok ill stop kidding ur a reck
getting tight blue popping out your kneck
look i dont mean to attack ur name
but i pop like waynes bottles and you bring me lame
smoking weed for the relieve of stress
while u barkiing like a bitch ima show you that you entered the wrong nest
i study the dictionary using words like ima leave you devastated
feeling like you lost like john kerry cause me and rap are related
battling me homie you must be insane
im here to stay, homie pray cause this is my lane
20 bitches on my bed like 50 cent’s candy shop
one bad breath and you wil get poped pop pop
there aint no dilemma between me rapping a faker
your rhymes are a disgrace your just a defeat taker
you better recognize yea i mean realize lil crain in here to demolish
i put my heart in rap and it will be there cause i dont freestyle i spit with stylish
By the end I will leave you looking down to the ground with a frown
lets stop waisting time homie give me my crown
stop reversing my lines and write your one rhymes
I understand u trying to be like me but im a prime
you say my jewls are fake but ur cost a dime