You ever see someone who roll with Mayweather, rhyme like Ricky Hatton   Smash whatever you throw, 1000 is what I'm battin'   Got a few hooks but no jabs   Took 'em out your corndog books and notepads   I get it, you Got Rich robbin' those in the industry   Bite off this one, steal from your enemy   Never try to play the hottest one out your camp   He might step off and take half the juice from your amp   Enough to make you Vogue on the cover of GQ   Only missin' the sheer blouse. Homie, you see-through   Stop sippin' on that Formula 50   They want heat, I'll give it to them burnt and crispy   Rhymes too short to box with God, so stretch it   Especially these overrated rap steppin fetchers   I told you if I rain, there'll be an eternal drizzle   Woodwork strips being chipped with sharp chisels.   One verse shatter your spine and crush your spirit   No matter what, you still Window Shop for lyrics   If you's a pimp, put chicks on a stroll   And if those your soldiers, give 'em bigger guns to hold   Who Shot Ya? You don't have enough on your roster   You move like a Fed, but you talk like a mobster   That Yayo slangin, please abort it   Too many cuts on it, cokeheads they won't snort it   Spray the Flea-Unit with pesticides   You can get your best ghostwriters, get them all to testify   Have you ever been stung by a thousand hornets?   Five hundred killa bees, buzzin' and really on it   Whipped with CUBAN LINX, cut with LIQUID SWORDS   Choked by IRONMAN 'til we crush your vocal cords.   You ain't nothin' but a pig in a blanket   Hoghead, the deadliest food at the banquet.   All this rap crap that's trapped in your colon   Only means, get rid of the wack sh-- ya holdin'   Sweet-tooth dudes stay out the Candyshop   You ain't gotta handcuff 'em to see the panties drop   A few cats is lookin' for a rat with cheese   Got somethin' to pitch? They all swing a bat with ease   Get your ankles broke while doin' your two-step   Leave a Thank-You note for the crutches the Wu left   Proactive rap, you know they put drug in the cream   You hallucinate, see Kanye in your dream   And yo, I don't smoke dust; I dust off Smokey and the Bandits   With the brush stroke off the canvas   I walk on your Gators and lizards,   Raise the lynx that was killed for your minx, you be rockin' in Blizzards   Wanna be cock (diesel)'til you walk the D-Block   To get a transfer, I'll spread your wings like Peacocks   I was an emcee while you was in Nutville   On a world tour, you was gettin' your guts spilled   Ten years your senior but I flow like I'm twenty-one   Straight out Medina with a mass of many sons   Super nova give off gamma-ray bursts   And I'll finish this, only 'cause I let off first   WASSUP