Diedre Vs. Dice

Yo, look at all the scavengers All wannabe contenders Dismember, wack niggaz I intend ta Y'all ain't shit but sticky shit On the bottom of Timber-lands I know you clam heads want to surrender Don't even act like the battlefield the place you want to enter Yo niggaz is hopeless, you really need to focus On who's the fuckin' dope list or wind up hopeless Lookin' for some soup, tryin' to recoup Some fuckin' loot, only thing you get is the boot To me these punk MC's is nothin' but fruit Cakes, shake they booty on stage and get head With lyrics that I kick, talkin' that bullshit You might get lit like a front of a spliff For runnin', off at the lips talkin' that nonsense Raw get on stage, take your confidence Break you off since powerful defense --- Diedre Vs. Dice - The Roots