Lyrics
i saw ya myspace banner,what's that sh** on your back,
that ain't real, yo this dude's photoshoppin' on tats,
you got a thousand plays total,but,400 views,
hold up, that means the other 600 was you,
i'm familiar wit ya team, n' the new heights crew,
you should just play the background,hypeman for julez,
grit'll, break down fools who claim to be king,
i'm undefeated in the ville, and there's only one ring,
so just, fall back,what you droppin' is basic,
just a lil' wayne copy,need to hop off drake's dick,
don't get it twisted, i ain't talkin 'bout race,
but zy-on lookin' like the princess from the planet of the apes,
i hate a small-fry bustin' his gums,
so talk tough,
i dont' believe you ever busted no guns,
i call bluffs,
n' you need to stay the f*** in the lab,
n' put some work into your tracks,
"late night lover" was trash,
don't hold ya breath on a deal, you're too simple,
or waste time puttin' up ya contact info,
you wont even get no replies that ain't spam,
now play this back,cover your eyes n' say ......
lemme use your flow for a sec...
this muthaf*** a think he's so lyrical,
but yous a joke to me, your hysterical,
you don't get it then ya not all there,
you put it down half-assed like fat guys in small chairs,
i dont respect this flow,
yet it's spreading like a fungus,so check ya toes,
n' with this win,Grit is 6-0,
let's run it back until you 0-6, b*** , it's your go
hahhahahahaha u killed that fool