White boy from the northeast unleashed when he speak
$#&@ Jae Fre,
I spit free,

I get work complete
So compesh?
Step back

You can't compete with me?
Man, you ain't even got rhytm, I don't hear you riding a beat
You saying $#&@ Teves, yo, I don't even know the bol

But I checked out his MP3s, they %#@! on yours and there notable
You think you spitting bars, and I don't even hear no quotable
I'm gunning through my tracks, man your head turn to convertibles

Peeled back on the track, and the DJ say replay, for three days they go back and say
You hear what P64 say
You ain't %#@!, I get chips like Sugarhouse casino

You soft convert to RnB go try to link with Beano
See me live at Maxi's with Mic Stew and the Voss boss
You already got that grind time

Don't think you need no more talk
You ain't held enormous bills, you shopping out of forman mills
I'm forming skills, flexing on the northeast people popping pills

Tupac was ill, but your four blocks away from getting popped and killed
You saying you know Brasco,
I don't think that you know

Not the right neighborhood, might wanna get your facts checked
Should've stuck to the Northeast, don't wanna get your $$# wrecked
And fill Rich with biscuits

I don't even know what that means
That's gay %#@!
That's oddballs dreams

And Biz mighty would kill you, that's just a fact
Nah Biz Mighty would crush you, the bol's fat
And it's a rapid attack, you dealing with B rabbit in fact

When I come through you #~!!@ saying, suckering suckatash
Sucker punch a sucker fast, you softer than a bubble bath
But thanks for making lots laughs

You barely even made a splash

Boy get to back to the Septa

You ain't $#&@in with the king
I'm on the throne and hold the septer
You thinking you can win?

$#&@ them fat arms in that little tight army vest
I know you spit malarkey best
I set bar, you failed test

The rest are laughing overlap whack as they passing
Putting out the music and you speaking out your $$# kid
You gassed up and star struck

I think you blew a gasket
Boy its cold out here
I think you might wanna grab a jacket


So here's some advice go back to CCP
You sure as hell ain't rhyming nice

Ain't never matching me
The rest the Northeast go and speak up for themselves
But even outta all of them, you'll be the last one sitting on the shelf