First off tell me what's your name dude who are you

Man I'm you I'm KJ Five Number 2 man

How can that be man you aint me man 

I'm 52 what are you KJ Five Three man?

Nah see I'm the rapper that yo u used to be 

Before you sold out and started rapping so pathetically 

I came from the past to battle me?

That's right because you forget what means to be an emcee

Oh I get it cause I'm popular now 

And I got a dove award I forgot the underground 

You think I forgot how to throw it down 

And I can't hold my own that's what your saying to me now?

Yeah that's right and what I'm saying is 

You're a biter you write your songs for youth group kids 

Dear slim a gimmick everybody's knowing this 

Oh you think so we can find out about this 



You can say what you want yep

But I really don't care I really don't care 



First of all fools like you get devoured 

You aint wack you like wack to the 7th power

I'm a go ahead and expose all ya gimmicks 

And leave ya blown out like a tire with a hole in it 

You don't' get it battling me that's risky 

Your last CD was wack but it made a nice Frisbee

You can't be expect now not to get exposed 

When your style's such a copy I could pick it up at Kinkos 

How you gonna run up in the place

When your eyebrows look like they exploded off your face

Knowing your rock the pair of same socks for 3 days

Dude is so white he probably bleeds mayonnaise

I'm sorry don't get all mad 

Cause your teeth look like you just brush em with a brillo pad

Don't be sad that's not what I mean 

I mean it smells like an animal went and died between ya teeth but.. 



I'm all up in your atmosphere 

and I'm blowing out your mind like sticking dynamite in your ear 

Yeah don't even try to step

When the rhymes are so tight you could use them for spandex

you should know when to quit 

cause I aint feeling you like I chopped off my fingertips

see I aint even bluffing 

I could take you without saying...

how you gonna get all up on it

When your forehead so big I could write my next song on it 

I didn't mean it dog gone it 

I meant the junk is so big I could pull out a paintbrush and draw on it 

Don't be looking at me strange 

When your hair is so greasy I think it needs an oil change

Fo sheezy I'm the real 52

Welcome to the city of wackness population only you 



You gonna have to shut your mouth 

So you can finally see what the kj is all about 

Yeah no doubt I'll be the first to admit it 

That since I started now a days I rap a lot different

But c'mon man you got to be kidding 

I cant stay the exact same way now be realistic 

Music evolves that's being artistic 

There's just one thing that stays consistent 

Its just Jesus first in every single lyric 

Hopefully that's apparent I care less if ya feel it 

Label what I do as nothing more than gimmicks 

In fact label me a sell out in fact I agree with it 

Sold out to Christ sold out my life 

Plus I sold out the show I did last night 

And if I sold out to doing God's plan

And that makes me a sell out that's what I am then