First ta flow
And you was about to think it was all a no-go
Four rappers lacking four flows
It's bad ju-ju like the pecking crows
Listen up though, this ain't gonna be like last time
I wanna see a real free rhyme
Cause it's Saturday and I'm pressed on time
You've had forever, let's hope that it's somethin sublime
Oh, there I go
I think I just implied
That when you called it a "Freestyle", you lied
Not only was it not free, but it also lacked style
I thought you just picked up 30 lines
And stuck it in a pile
Of what? Well only you know
And the judges will decide the or-i-gi-nality of yo flow
But since yo going second it's like you're a passenger and you just stoe
Away, on my ship
Full of all the things that make your lines seem CRIPP
...lllled, last time I gotta 21 but that's no mo
I'm makin all the judges scream "THREE OH OHHHHH!"
Know? I'm not hear to battle the snuggle hard
Or the guy who pretends he's a jail ward
I'll end this this short and sweet
While you're on the net they might call you the "leet"
But when it comes to my concert time
You'll be first in line for the seat
God Blessa!