You slag my name
Insult my crowd
You ruin my day
You count me out
You critisize
Antagonize me
You question me
And my integrety

Now tell me who are you tojuge
If I am out of time and out of touch
Now anytime you pick the place
And I'll be there

Come out and face me
You piece of trash
You son of a bitch
Let's take a bout
Come out and face me
I'll kick your ass
And split your lips
I'll punch you out I'll knock you down

You doubt my skills
Well let me tell you
I despice you stilted
Intelect oh yeah
And then again
I'd rather go to hell
Than ride the trend
And prostitute myself