You would if you could

But you can't

So you ain't

The minute I step in dis bitch

I hear Oh shit Mothafucka God Damn!

Watch out for dat nigga

You cant handle em

For a period of time

Noone can match those rhymes to mine

Im top of the line

Prickin your ass like a porcupine

I know what to do to knock your stupid ass so bad It aint no challenge!

This aint no mothafuckin fluke, This pure deep talent!

Im Gifted, Explicit mistressed and Explicit

Brand new home, same old nigga

I aint playin with you bitches!

Why you niggaz be rappin

Like your scared and unprepared

Im gonn have ya leave this mothafucka sayin Whatd that mothafucka said?

Gimme the bud, the weed I puff like elvis and the beetles

That gets blazed, then a couple soft MC's on pins and needles

Niggaz that got beef wit me

Better bring a heater

or either bow down to me

Cut off you dick, jesus

Thats the reason Im fuckin wit niggaz

Wasup wit dem niggaz dats talkin shit

You better go fuck wit anotha nigga

You cant handle this!

Oh shit, Motha Fucka! God Damn! x8

Certified rhyme busta

Bitch Nigga, Bitch nigga

Same nigga, If Im not that nigga

but that nigga from punks, still come with the rif raf

went from Gold diggin, ta gold chains

I went from Club Train, Ta Soul Train!

fightin like a wild coyote

Like capone, hot seller

Keep your fuckin deck deader, then a bad woodpecker

I dont like niggaz tryin ta run up on my shit and set

Im the tarantula on the catipillar, Bitch ill kill ya

Catch mo