“Yo, Hypocrite, used to battle hard, fierce and bright, Now you’ve retreated, fading from sight. I know your soul, deep down, you can pierce, Hit me with your best, let’s feel lyrical violence, my dear. Remember the crowds, the cheers, the acclaim? Your words were weapons, your flow, a flame. But you stepped away, a puzzling sight, Trading the spotlight for a quieter night. Well, I’m here to remind you, of what you could be, To rekindle that fire, set your spirit free. So pick up a weapon, come at me stepping, Let’s settle this score, and see who’s the best, yes sir! I think I’m pretty hot, maybe even hotter than you, So let’s see if you can still back up your crew. You stepped away, but I’ve been honing my skill, Ready to clash, and give you a thrill. So step up to the plate, let’s see what you got, Or will you fade into obscurity, a forgotten lot? But hey, I know we’ll be cool, no doubt, Respect the hustle, shout it out loud. Though you took forever on that collab, yo, I’m still a fan, but gotta let it flow. Come on, let’s hear it, let’s hear that fire, Ignite the stage, raise the bar higher. You’re never gonna retire, that’s a fact, I won’t let you fall, no turning back. So show me what you got, let’s hear that track, Prove to the world, you still got your attack.”