first off, fuck ur style, and the money u make,
call me white, but at least i'm not called a fake,
u say u hustlin by day, and killin by night,
but both u and me know u aint never been in a fight,
by now u should accept, that i'm better at this,
u act retarted, attractin wack rhymes like magnets,
an' i'm just lovin' how u keep runnin from me,
u just hatin' that u can't hide behind ur money,
just keep on sucking, cuz homey i'll beat ya,
i'm hot like a fever, u prayin for me to release ya,
but u best believe my cd's sellin on the streets,
all ya beats sound cheap, and ur rhyme's is all weak,
and when my lp leaks, it actually gets peeped,
cuz i reak havoc whenever i speak,
u think u could be on the same level as me,
but u must be livin in a field of dreams,
cuz u can't match me, i'll rip u at the seams,
u aint got no self esteem, i always reign supreme,
u wasn't ever fire, all u was and ever will be is steam.
plz comment, and prpz to shadymademe for the inspiration
first sentence was a great way to start off.
