Your style is generic
Mine`s authentic made
I roll like a renegade
You need clinic aid
My techniques bizzare an ill
I scar and kill
You were a star until i served you like a bar and grill
Now I proceed to cook and grill ya
That`s all it took to kill ya
You better recognize me like i look familiar
You wanna battle?
You beat around the bush
Like you scared to lick pussy so you eat around the tush
I need a clown to push
Someone that I can bully
Wait a minute I don`t think you understand fully
See me without a style is like mustard without the Heinz
I lead the new school, you`re a Busta without the Rhymes
I`ll crush the shit out your lines Send " Rabbit In Parking Lot Outside The Chin Tiki 8 Mil" Ringtone to your Cell