Morgan,
Shutup,
You can't sing good

Always pretendin that your from the hood,
You aint Eazy-E
You can't front with me

Always hangin' with your homegirl Trace
I'm in first place
Cause I'm number one

You're number two
I'm saying you suck
Not that your poo

This is my burn
Now it's your turn
To try and diss me

So u can get on MTV
Not gonna happen
You ain't beyonce

You ain't even close
Don't even play
Cause I'll burn you all night

Burn you all day
Small like a shrimp
Unlike emery's mouth

Talkin' like morgan's from the south
But it ain't true
Your as white as rice

I have'nt dissed you once
But I've dissed you twice
I know I'm not nice

Now it's your time to roll the dice
But my butt is
Chyeah, quit your frontin'

Or start backin'
No homo
Going off the top of the dome oh

I'm dunn like kyle
We'll be going back and forth
Just like a trial

Now turn the dial
Turn it down a some
Don't get mad cuz you can't get none

Not nun like a church
Not church like chicken
I'm so pro

You don't even know
Now it's your turn to go