Not nickels not dimes,
There is just one God,
And that aren't Clay's rhymes
Giving Kriegery the nod

His rhymes are the best
everyone knows that.
- this is not a test -
My rhymes are rad

But truth should be told
Clay's rhymes are great,
Mine are just mold
And nothing but bait

The only chance left,
For me to take the lead,
Is blatant theft,
or a goddamn feat.

My writing is okay,
The rhyme are bad,
Give the money to Clay
I won't be mad

In the end we all know
I'm a German Kraut,
This is just show



Kriegery out