[Verse]
I’m talking slaughter, second grade going up against Harvard –he a fake, lame
I’m smarter, his bitch? I carved her
Even if he married his own father he wouldn’t made-a-name...
He’s just a laughter, he couldn’t blow up if he were a martyr
For starters, the sewage, that’s where I’ll leave Roc like I’m Beanie Sigel
He couldn’t come of the top of his head if his beanie were a seagull
He’s feeble, he’s shooked like he be Mobb Deep acting
If looks could kill, I would die laughing looking a second at him
Always talking how he is busting his guns, ock, wait up
You’re like high metabolism, you’ll never put your weight up
Straight up, push ‘em off a hill, he a rolling stone, now watch how I bend a Roc
I’m a do this fake emcee like Amanda Knox
You don’t bang with glocks, Roc’s time is up like the Big Bang clock
Like the Mona Lisa I’ll have you hang, ock
I’ll have ‘em falling out the window, drunk, people might think he Hancock
Even if this were the stone age, you wouldn’t be in demand Roc
Even if it were ladies night, you wouldn’t be the man Roc...
[Hook 2x]
Just stop, make it stop
Please J, you'll never blow up
Tonight, no need to fight
You won't see the sunlight
Bitch Roc, on the dock
His body washed up, no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh