
Got Damn you dumb Jack cause all that gun smack’ll get ya gums cracked
Those weren’t punches you threw in ya past raps, Nigga, those was fukin’ love taps
This cats no tough ass, fuk that, these text blades will leave ya guts slashed
I’m a best sellin’ author, dumb ass, I doubt you’ll get past sketchin’ ya rough drafts
Picked the wrong time to accept Riggz, so don’t expect wins just a cold slaughter
Shit I’m vexed Jack, so I’ll "piss on your text-rap" to see if your "dialect can hold water"
I can’t believe this dude would choose to get martyred, I’ll pop jewels in his armor
That’ll “noosin’” his collar Battlin’ Riggz is quite the "undertaking" like quakes on "funeral parlors"
Any verse you belch won’t be hard core felt Any beef ya speak converts to mince meat
Shit’s weak, ya bar's a cardboard belt, a fukin’ “waist” and could never “hold up” against me
Riggz get deep with raps that “Rippa”
weak cat and trash da wackest of jargon
Price your keys Black; If your “style” is
“free” Jack, then I just “slashed” it to a bargain 