Perplexed - little some some (23bars) taste the wrath n´face the gat- guns, bombs, acid, knives n' baseball bats- your basic raps, really make me laugh- im underground, doesn't mather how deep- i’m battlin’ freaks n´shatterin’ geeks- battle you for such a long time you wont manage to speak- i’m outstanding not like the avarage elite- i hear laughter n´shrieks after i show up my master techniques- rappers they’ll weep, after we meet- if you step up to me i’ll kick you back in ya seat- sure you can rap, but you're lackin' the beat- slappin' some freaks, just becouse bastards are weak- i can battle 24/7 i can even rap in my sleep- i rap on the beat while you wack on the beat- step up to me, whos the last one to speak- your raps get pressed on delete- while my raps get pressed on repete- your raps get thrown in the trash- while my raps get knowned for it's class- your raps just maded you weaker- while my raps get played trough some speakers- your raps n’ records, no one will even bother to buy yours- while my raps n’ records, not just you but other would die for-