So tell me, how do you feel about Jack the Get him!
Want me to get Well I got him My is an Uzi and I shot him With the hundreds of rhymes and designed To make him rewind this time I draw the
He's mine, just Don't touch him 'cos I'mma get ill The boy's phony as a three-dollar And time I shoot to kill
Just a sucker you took the bait Now you're like a dead on my dish, too late So people kick your feet up, I'm about to heat up hungry for a battle now it's time to eat up
Boy, I'm gonna chew you, I knew You was talkin' junk punk, now I'mma do you The way you be done, call you my son Make you say, "Daddy, I want none"
I've had enough of you actin' You huff, puff, grab stuff you cream puff bluff Talk a battle but you don't wanna do it You got into it, you blew it
You egomaniac, I'm a You came back with a stone cold attack Your rhymes are weak-wack, how can you that? You need to sneak back to the drawing board
The Ripper, down 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, go, let's go!
Put up or up, get up, yeah what up? Huh, get on the and get cut up Talk how your records went double platinum With those Huh, I laugh at them
So you got paid, the money you've made Bet it on yourself, are you Money talks, B.S. When I like a hawk a victory is chalked
So put your 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 just a sucker and it's
How you never ever had a 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 hidin' while my big man
You ain't got a chance in the records were smokin' but you sound like a girl How you me now? I'm gettin' busier I'm double platinum, up
Is he a man or a What in the world? You sound Cheryl the Pearl And you wanna me on the microphone? Leave crack alone, let's go
Let's go!, I said, go! on, boy, let's go! Better me?
that with a Kodak I don't take no and you know that I roll hard, run the rap yard, put up guard I don't get even, I get odd,
Always one up on ya and I tried to ya You slept, you took a step Ruined your rep and wept, you should've mouth shut, you know what? You gotta say sorry, I'm sorry So You call me a punk, you wanna see who's soft? Put the microphone down, square-off
You a hand, you got hands for tryna be me, now L L stands for Lower Level, Lack Luster, Least, Limp Lover Lousy Lame, Lethargic, Lazy Lemon, Little Logic Lucky Leech, Liver Lipped, Laborious Louse on a Loser's Live in Limbo, Lapse, Low Life with the loud raps, boy
You can't win, huh, I don't Look what you got in Just usin' your name I took L's Hung 'em on your and rocked your bells
Now, here we go, blow for blow, let's Rhyme for rhyme, and mine and yo When it's time to battle I know How to make it flow, so go
To the ring, rapper's and swing and verse, see who deserves to be king Serve a blow to ego As if you didn't know, let's go, let's go, go!
How can you say the best? Get put to the test in front of a million and Tried to because you saw The juice I got's not before
Huh, I'm formidable, You're submittable, you pitiful Yeah you're headstrong but dead wrong Wanna Stick with the love songs
off your shirt, flex and flirt And leave the real hard rhymes to the hard experts If you don't, boy get hurt like dirt and have to revert
To comin' on stage naked To make up for what you can't do on your eyes twice the size and realize I'm on the rise and you're on the
Ostracized by my in my face and watch how that head flies I business and I'm serious I ain't out and now here he is
Frontin' and fakin' and about makin' The money from money, now don't you they can Use your support you've got caught Signed, sealed, delivered, and bought
A puppet on a string with no A fool and his money will part You used to be a rapper, turned a businessman Loafin' on the job and the fans
I'm too potent, and spiritual Mental, emotional, physical and You wanna beat me? gonna take a miracle You've got a lock on my like a pitbull