Im a go for the dive like Im a swimmer
You talk about class, Im like the number one contender
Sucka mcs, I might eat you for dinner
You say you good at rapping but to me you a beginner
Im like a beast, I was raised in Texas heat
You come up against me, you might meet your defeat
I rap with so much purpose so my words are complete
You think you got style, you other suckas can't compete
Center of the stage, center of attention
I got tricks up the sleeve you can call me the magician
You say I suck at rap, you dudes must be trippin
Im on point so you won't ever catch me slippin
Talk too much, need to keep it in ya temple
You try to be complex, but to me you just simple
I got style cause I killed this instrumental
My words are wisdom and its so fundamental
You suckas mad? I think you need a chill pill
Think Im phony, homey, this is the real deal
Good beats can't replace ill skill
I murder beats, all I do is kill kill
You wanna battle but you ain't no competition
Im tryna be peaceful but you come with opposition
You need to slow down or just listen
You talk about me again, you gon end up missing
I ain't playing and no, its not a joke
You better take me serious or its murder she wrote
Dont make me hurt you or you gonna get choked
On the mic, so you better not provoke
You rap is senseless, can't rhyme with one sentence
You bow down like you beg for repentance
If you dont, you know Im coming for a vengeance
If this is your career then Im gonna end it