My newbie-murder tactic’s simple.. I Punish all the bullshit,
‘n dropkick until they can’t decipher dudes from woodchips,
Shout Columbus, niggas know i got that Eat My Dick flow,
that will send rounds to his chest and leave his white Tee a domino,
Ya shit is just weak. Period. I’ll C-Town stomp wat u said,
They’ll clock speedboats against the number of knots on Gem's head,
Your lines are a dime a dozen...this newb ain't got nothin' against me,
Cuz this head just don't fit the bill...like them new hundreds and twenties,
So I'll break you in once more...but shit, what kinda contender is you?
I seen plenty of pussy...but never a cunt tender as you,
OH YOU GOT PERSONALS...but no flips or concepts to follow it?
Gem N Eye is just lackin' substance...so I'ma leave him on a hollow tip,
All your lines are the same...so when the people make votes,
They'll say my verse was Straight comedy, while yours is all just gay jokes,
stop ya postin verses, ur wack when ur rappin,
and I gave u my address,
so after I read ur verse, it better actually happen!
fuck it lemme get simple you a fake nigga, i'll punch this fool,
cook crack? shit, last time you bagged sumthin it was ur lunch for school,
n im just gon' prove he aint dope, theres nothin crack bout him, so,
the votes wont see a Moment of Clarity, like boycotting the black album,
blah blah... la la lol notice im not even tryin'?
