Here we go Back atta again DJ ShortStak in the town Your mind is gonna be blown By this rhyme i own I like to ride and glide around the city This rhyme is gonna be witty I’ll show you some pity And dile down the fire If yu show your resume with my name on it your gonna get hired My talent is desired And admired I’m gonna win a battle So don’t go and tattle I couldnt find you in a herd of cattle I’ll take you a chapel My talent is immeasurable Dont go and pout Take you on a route To get kicked out Everytime you make a rhyme Its a crime Your brain is slime From all my rhymes Blowing your mind Time to spit some flames All my fire you try to claim Your girl she’s lame She does’nt even know your name Your desprete I’m the steadiest The readiest Your gonna be sad After this rhyme beats you bad You don’t even know how to add Your a stupid lad DJ ShortStak lays you out I’ll grill you For lunch You little munch I’m as small as a trout But my rhymes never have a drought ShortStak out