my raps are the best without tryin' though.
(tryin' though)
all the others try to cover me, be a vest catching bullet holes.
(bullet holes)
too fly for this hive of bitch bees dropin' dead at the sight of me.
(Sight of me)
blowin though raps made by a room of fiends.
(room of fiends)
I got to many niggas tryin to front with me.
(front with me)
so let me show ya'll something you don wanna see.


the first of the last is the best.
raps better than all of the rest.
outsiders cant compete on this test.
lesson's starting, you better get set.
don't try to, just take a seat.
cause your words just dont match the beat.

so here we go
retarted in the booth so they say I got a special flow.
this threads trying to be taken by fools
yeah you need to go to school,
and it aint my fault.
Origin eating and all you haters do is add salt.
our raps are jazzin'.
think you cool you saggin'.
creamhead niggas get wipped when im spazzin'.
wana fuck with me? put your cash in?
I doubt it.
goes talking work but the hoes know this bitch and our foes ain't about it.
you and your fake niggas are flukes, devoured, underpowered cowards.
we kill the competition and shower losers with flowers.
this rap battle's ours.