[Wren57]

aight here we go thats it
I cant let my boy get dissed
from a punk such as you
warning: don't mess with my crew
now listen to my game and how it is played
first things first, you don't get paid
you got my props, but my money goes to K
send some to juve, knock you outta my way
so whats the big deal, why you feel the need
to show up uninvited and try to take the lead
truth to the fact is that you can't hang with us
all you do is fuss, can't roll with us
so when you start to wonder why you got owned
just remember yourself, it started with this poem
and grew with the beat, flooded out in the street
my peeps can't get enough of my lyrical heat
ain't trying to impress nobody, this is how I am
take it as it is, or i'm taking you down
see you must not understand, this party got crowded
with the likes of you, sheany and clown
now sheany is real, he knows what its about
as for you and clown, yall in a cloud
if you can't tell the difference between real and fake
ya need to double back and do a retake
as far as this little game, its getting old
all the haters are hatin, while I take the gold
now I am out, leavin you a mess
this last little piece, I must confess
I think you're a joke, you make me laugh
me K n' juve are the #1 staff...