You say you're black, but it's showing in your rhymes
And your avatar and sig, Sib. It's just about time
for me to take a whack at this jacking skint
And your breath's disgusting, you should take a mint
Orlly? You want me to prove I'm black bish? Here we go
Nobody got your back.
U standin here all alone
You standin in my hood AKA the danger zone
Mess with me garanteed to get your brains blown
Beating me would be breakin one of natures laws
Besides last night I was kinda like old Santa Claus
Cuz I was messin around with your skanky ho ho ho
And If you ask her about it she'll say "oh no no no"
I run this block, hell I run this town Everyone here knows U going down
Im a teacher, and Im takin you to class Imma kick you so hard it'll leave a footprint on your ***
Homie U nothin but a... stupid little ****
Yeah Imma smoke U out like a chronic blunt
Besides your nothin but a little goody good who doesnt know whats it like to live in the hood
Yeah imma give you more beef than a BK Stacker
Imma tackle U down like a Green Bay Packer Yeah homie thats right, stay in your place
Even better yet homie, get outta my face Cant touch me cuz I ahead of the race
To catch up with me you gotta pick up the pace
You think this my best, oh homie please Imma bring you fake G's down to your knee's
And my flow sicker than 7 STD's
I aint done You know I run I shine like the sun I already won
Yeah thats right son