step to me ha its like you aint got no ki ooh dont mess with the sensei mess you up like the wrong hairspray you only do your job half way mess you up send you to yor dorm cause to beat you, i dont need a firearm cause ima leave you with a scar and guess what, you'll look worse than two face cause im an ace burn you like a fireplace than break you like a momas vase but ima act like Jesus as best i can and give grace but your lucky, i didnt bring my mace but i wont stay on the chase just to win a race cause Jesus is my lord and savior unlike you your a failure just another villan thinkin that hes chillen ima end you just like that cause when when i rap im cooken after this fall your gonna need a cushion that was woolen from a church woman with its platform made by a wood man your like fighting a tin can and your like the rest of my opponents, they run away