beat you're ass down with verbal fists and phat sounds/
I turn ya verbal fists into urban myths and make ya bounce/
like Lewis I'll have you down in eight rounds/
Scared? coz your eyes I see confusion and fear/
come on dawg, don't even think about bitin' my ear/
you might win some but u just "Lost One" like Lauryn/
so go home, you too cold, like a Coke bottle scorin'/
I turn ya verbal fists into urban myths and make ya bounce/
like Lewis I'll have you down in eight rounds/
Scared? coz your eyes I see confusion and fear/
come on dawg, don't even think about bitin' my ear/
you might win some but u just "Lost One" like Lauryn/
so go home, you too cold, like a Coke bottle scorin'/