(feat. Mic Boyd)



[Verse One]

Oh here we go again, mics pissed off

Rhyme for a year think he's all Hip Hop

Well excuse me please Mr. 10 year veteran

It looks like the fame might be going to your head again

Look I've had it up to hear, always talking me down

Bossing me around, scared I'm taking your crown

Not even in the slightest

Ya we'll see

Man you wouldn't write shit if it wasn't for me

You Ain't have no cd's no free beats, no trips you

Ain't Grateful for none of that shit

wait run it back kid, you Ain't paid me a buck

why you think I never had money for that stuff

Cause you cant keep a job

Man neither can you

I left home in 98' mom and pops still ya crew

Fuck it I'll get personal, put it in perspective

You grew up with a silver spoon and  never learned a lesson

Everything was handed to you

That wasn't my choice, mom and dad only had enough

money for only one boy

And that's me more skill more sick more ill

more spit more flow, let's go, no joke

No bro let me tell them how it really is

I'm more ill more balanced more real and more talented



We constantly have these rivalries [x5]

Okay enough with the singer man I thought you were a mc

Ya I spit raw, and sing a smooth melody

I'm multi talented, you stick to the basics

You find what you good at and never ever change it

Ya I found what I'm good at, I say I got a formula

Still keep it fresh not the same old boring stuff

Everyday you call tho

Bro you're the sickest just give me a beat man come on

I'm fuckin rippin'

Some things never change

Ya I'm still getttin hand outs, jsut got my first pair of Hammer pants now

You a second rate rapper

What? Gettin better cause I rhymed for a year and your boys think I'm better

Ohhhh, I'll give you credit you can rhyme

But you only just started and already in your prime

Your only going down while I'm slowly going up

Gettin higher in this game while your only smokin up

Fuck you!!!

Fuck you!!!!!

Bitch I've had it with your attitude

Ya but I'm your brother so really what can ya do?

Your still gonna give me beats for free

Your right, I hope you blow yo your signed to half life

And that's me more smart more skill more sick more ill

more spit, more flow, let's go, no joke

No bro let me tell them how it really is

I'm more ill more balanced more real and more talented