(Cynikal)
So you started from the bottom
Nah I ain't forgotten
I remember seein' you
All up on the tube
Thinkin' you so cool
Back in that high school
Boy don't take me as no fool
It only took me 4 years
How long did it take you?
You can make the excuse
That you dropped to start rappin'
Well when then that begins to happen
Run and come and get me
Cuz I bet a thousand dollars
That'll never ever be
Man 16 bars for you's a whole album
You better love fancy cars
Cuz he's about to talk about em
And maybe even women
And throwin' up a million
So you think you killin'
I hate to be the villain
The one that comes with the gun
To ruin fun and spew a ton of acid
In the face of this bastard
Now how in the hell did you
Get a track with Eminem?
Man fuck a sprained ankle
I'mma attackin' til my end
Iraq against the man
I mean I rock you every angle
You stoned and unable
To retaliate
It's sad but great
Cuz now you ain't gunna make
A fuckin' joke outta yourself
No, I don't need help
To rip apart this, piece of garbage
Think I'm harmless, disregard this
And soon you'll find I'm not
I'm cunning with the thought
And gunning with the Glock
Right for the spot
Between your ears, so you'll stop
Drop and flop like a fish
Oh, you think I'm pissed?
Then you haven't heard this
You know that Undun
Shoulda got that grammy
I still wonder how you won
But there's no way of understanding
It's like comprehending
Why there's plenty
Of these rappers
That just simply
Rattle off lines
With a cradle state of mind
You're just fatal by design
So don't battle the likes of mine
Cuz I know you're just a little
//itsy bitsy boy
That's tryin to fiddle
With the riddle
Well I'm literally tryin to split you right
Down the middle
And expose you as the diddly scribble that you resemble
It'll be in your interest
To zip it with your simplest
Rhymes from the templates
That's given to the infants
For instance, ya say
You're the greatest of today
Well I'll believe that when they compare Pac to Wayne
It's clear they're not the same
If you can't hear it, you're insane
Now it's obvious I'm an oddity
Or I oughta be cuz I'm on a
Whole nother level like a prodigy
Probably poppin' posses
Like young money
For spittin that
Blah blah blah blabbidy
So what's the matter Aubrey
I'm sorry daddy and mommy
Were so mean by not calling
You john, billy or bobby
But
I'm the god damn monopoly
I see through you
And there's no stoppin me
You're sloppy copy
That wants to be
So can you please shut up
When I'm fucking talking
(Now drizzy, is he too busy
To fire back and try to diss me
Or is he just a sissy gettin pissy
Over a kid that's spittin shifty) X2