trasho you didnt want us to rap back well wasnt it you
who pleaded 'battle' to everyone in our crew
i thought you got someone beggin ya "PLEASE"
standing n waitin there for her to come on her knees
some slut your ditched but you still wrote her a song
no wonder we leading you on, battlin you can be easily won
that bag o trash oh still bringin crap up in here
when im done with you you be cowerin in sheer fear
you dont wanna mess with me ive got a grade on ya
thats right you got lots to learn go back to school kid
rap changer, who you tryna kid
quick wit, guile lines this aint your time now its mine
i cross you up like iverson, step on a dimes how i shine
its time to forfeit man your skillz begnnin to wane
oh wait you never had em damn what a shame
i could blow past you kickin dust while you scowl and whine
for the crime of lyin should be locked up with shyne
but nah ill let you go off easy cause you know what b?
for a change stop usin 5th grade vocabulary