So tell me, how do you about Jack the Ripper'? Get him!
Want me to get him? I got him My is an Uzi and I shot him With the hundreds of and rhythm designed To make him rewind this I draw the line
He's mine, just Don't nobody him 'cos I'mma get ill The boy's as a three-dollar bill And time I shoot to kill
Just like a sucker you took the Now you're like a fish on my dish, too late So party people kick your up, I'm about to heat up You're hungry for a battle now it's to eat up
Boy, I'm gonna chew you, I knew You was that junk punk, now I'mma do you The way you be done, call you my son you say, "Daddy, I don't want none"
I've had enough of you tough You huff, puff, grab your you cream puff bluff Talk about a but you don't wanna do it You got yourself into it, you it
You egomaniac, I'm a You came back with a stone plain attack Your rhymes are weak-wack, how can you speak You to sneak back to the drawing board Jack
The Ripper, with my zipper You get paid to be a Moe Dee Tryna the way I rock, get off my jock I'mma knock you out the box, let's go, go!
Put up or up, get up, yeah what up? Huh, get on the and get cut up about how your records went double platinum With those lyrics? Huh, I at them
So you got paid, take the money you've Bet it on yourself, are you Money talks, B.S. When I stalk like a hawk a victory is
So put money where your mouth is, you don't know about this Battlin's for real men and I if You can even or give a run for the money You're a sucker and it's funny
How you never had a drop of juice in New York And now you go on tour and try to talk that You try to act like you're a big man but a big fag Stridin' and while ridin' my big man
You got a chance in the world Your records were smokin' but you sound like a How you like me I'm gettin' busier I'm platinum, hold up
Is he a man or a girl? in the world? You sound like the Pearl And you wanna me on the microphone? Leave that crack alone, go
Let's go!, I said, go! Come on, boy, go! Better me?
Picture with a Kodak I don't take no shorts and you that I roll hard, run the rap yard, put up your I don't get even, I get odd,
one up on ya and I tried to warn ya You slept, you took a back your rep and wept, you should've kept Your shut, you know what? You say you're sorry, I'm sorry So what? You call me a punk, you wanna see soft? Put the microphone down, let's
You need a hand, you got hands for tryna be me, now L L for Level, Lack Luster, Last Least, Limp Lover Lousy Lame, Latent Lethargic, Lazy Lemon, Little Lucky Leech, Liver Lipped, Louse on a Loser's Lips Live in Limbo, Lapse, Low Life with the loud raps, boy
You can't win, huh, I bend Look you got yourself in Just usin' name I took those L's Hung 'em on head and rocked your bells
Now, here we go, blow for blow, let's Rhyme for rhyme, yours and and yo When it's to battle rhyme I know How to it flow, so let's go
To the ring, sing and swing and verse, see who deserves to be king Serve a blow to ego As if you know, let's go, let's go, let's go!
How can you say the best? Get put to the test in of a million and fess Tried to withdraw you saw The juice I got's not like
Huh, I'm formidable, You're submittable, you pitiful Yeah you're but you're dead wrong survive? Stick with the love songs
Take off your shirt, flex and And leave the real hard rhymes to the rhyme experts If you don't, boy you'll get like dirt and have to revert
To comin' on stage butt To make up for what you do on record Open your eyes the size and realize I'm on the rise and you're on the
Ostracized by my Step in my face and watch how that head I business and I'm serious I ain't out and now here he is
Frontin' and fakin' and talkin' about The from money, now don't you know they can Use your 'cos you've got caught Signed, sealed, delivered, and bought
A puppet on a with no heart A fool and his money will always You to be a rapper, turned into a businessman Loafin' on the job and the fans
I'm too potent, and spiritual Mental, emotional, physical and You wanna beat me? It's gonna take a You've got a on my jock like a pitbull