“I grip MIC’s, slice and dice these rebel fighters
Your aim is alright but we better snipers, we five MICer’s
You the complete opposite, fake as hell
And your whole style fraudulent
I control your mind like a veteran Jedi
And run through your team like I’m Joseph Adie
I put pens to use, keep the ink flowin’ fluently
These napalm bars keep your whole block in ruins B

With maximum force, we spit with no remorse
GPS flows are never going off course
You gotta be kiddin’ if you think you can spit
Even you’re dumb as hell or on some down syndrome s***
You best believe we bringin’ the rawness
Murk your ass with full health, my victories are flawless”