War has been declared now that our stage is shared
You should be scared because you will not be spared
I'm kicken my flow up a notch, smooth as Dalmore Scotch
And the rhymes I got have more bounce than Bay Watch
My gift to compose is sicker than Neville's foes
I deliver lethal blows to all that I oppose
I'm the Hova of this board, Schnazzy the Hip Hop Lord
My pen is mightier than a whole Bushel of swords
And it couldn't be clearer that I am your superior
I've got more talent than your Man In The Mirror
You sold your soul to the devil to get to this level
You’re a complete failure at getting the crowd to revel
You’re luckier than a rounder to succeed with your flounder
Tell the truth, you're the Vereniging Martijn founder
Your skill has decreased, you really need to cease
It's time for you to retire to a life full of Peace