feat. Rip the Jacker
  
  [Rip]
  Yo, you fuckin' hate me, you fuckin' lock me in the basement
  And you still want me to protect you - it doesn't make since
  Can-I-Bitch. I supported you like a weight bench
  Without me you're defenseless you better face it
  You ain't show me love when you was at your apex
  Getting paychecks up at the radio with DMX and Flex
  Catching wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath
  I had to keep the situation in check
  Look at the vericose veins in my neck, Jermaine is the best
  The industry fucked you, I'm just paying 'em back
  What's the matter with slayin' jackers? That's all I've been doin'
  Besides talkin' shit I ain't done nothin' to 'em
  They just mad cuz when I see 'em I don't run up to 'em
  Between me and you, yo you know I run right through 'em
  
  [Bis]
  Calm down
  
  [Rip]
  Who you telling to calm down nigga, I'm a ripper remember?
  I told you not to do "Gone Til November."
  But you wouldn't listen. I always had your best interests in mind
  I wrote all your best lyrical lines
  If it wasn't for me you'd be writin' pitiful lines
  On stage if you was tired, I was spittin' sometimes
  Nobody knew you bit off my rhymes
  I would just be quiet, stand to the side and let that shit ride
  But I'm getting tired of having to remind you Bis
  If it wasn't for me nobody would've signed you Bis
  
  [Bis]
  What?! Man, why you trippin', you know it's a crazy business
  You a lying ass bitch and you know it
  Group Home was part my company, I co-owned it
  If its one thing I learned in show biz
  Stay focused and don't quit Rip
  Why you talkin' 'bout old shit?
  
  [Rip]
  Germaine, you fuckin' water brain
  Don't you understand, fuck the mainstream
  You should just call out names
  The industry's all about game
  I shit on 'em all the same
  And I leave spit stains on their brain
  Like liquid chocolate spilling over their new white trainers
  Insane is an understatement, I'm Satan
  Canibus is amazing, I don't know what the fuck Germain is
  I just know that both of y'all are trying my patience
  I don't give a fuck about a beat, I've been rhyming for ages
  Rippers are dangerous. All jackers are afraid of us
  You wanna face me Bis? Kick a rhyme!
  
  [Bis]
  That's ridiculous
  
  [Rip]
  A'ight then, listen to mine
  I jump in a costume impromptu just to rob you
  Put the nozzle to your eye ball and tell you what not to do
  Rip your tonsils out through your nostrils
  Bury you next to shark fossils
  Make it impossible to find you
  Depths that Jacque Cousteau himself wouldn't dare to dive to
  With goggles, oxygen bottles and Doppler effect modules
  Lock you in a time capsule, smash the console
  Shit on you in reverse and suck you in a brown hole
  Suck the power out of your soul
  You're nothing but a coward in the cold freezer with a hour to go
  Watching my Casio stop watch, counting it slow
  Like drug lords checking to see if it's talcum or coke
  I can kill you by drowning the globe
  Or I can just spit inside of a hole and put an ounce in your throat
  In battles I'm a thousand to no. I silenced the Pope
  Do you know how many rhymes I've economically grossed?
  No? I thought so
  Neither do I
  Its a dick between your mother's thighs divided by pi
  I'm the sickest linguistically, illicit lyrical misfit, in the business
  And probably in existence. What's your consensus?
  Study my own syntax statistics since '96
  With CPA certified assistance
  I made a decision that my standards are above precision
  The only thing I can honestly say I love more than women
  Are dope writtens. If it ain't dope then don't spit it
  Don't be sensitive and get on the defensive
  Just practice your penmanship
  If you can't spit at high temperatures then just quit
  Be careful of the tongue it tends to bend to the left
  According to manufacture's specs you'll make a mess
  And rupture the blood vessels in your neck fucking with Rip
  Got millions of blueprints on zip disk
  Stock versions of sick verses that come with conversion kits
  With a course every Thursday that teaches you how to burst like Rip
  You never experienced work like this, Bitch!
  Welcome to the serpentine world where I spit
  The world where I twist, the world that I rip, the world where I live
  
  [Bis]
  Okay Rip you made your point, I can't out-rap you
  You said you was the illest, I would never doubt that too
  A lot of these rappers is jealous that's why they attack you
  They think you the best, that's why they wanna battle you
  At the moment of truth I let you design the tattoos
  You are the illest alive. That's a fact that you proved
  Just a couple rappers don't want it to happen for you
  Raggin' on you like battling is all you can do
  You didn't sell enough units to be honest with you
  Nobody knows the truth, you got talent out the gazoo
  When niggas first heard you it was like "Man on the Moon"
  You got dissed by a legend but you damaged him too
  So what if the ladies think he's more handsome than you
  What happens if the rumors about being a faggot are true?
  Look what it's running into
  I don't feel like having this discussion with you
  I'm tired of fucking with you
  Niggas in the game don't wanna do nothing with you
  Bussin' with you. Going one on one with who?
  They wanna get rid of you. Shit is too lyrical
  Headhunters out to get you. That's why I had to protect you
  I wouldn't disrespect you as another intellectual
  Without you I'm unsuccessful
  God bless you
  What makes you think I left you or why I'd ever be tempted to?
  Ever since my third album I've been mentioning you
  I got your name on my arm, I'm representing you
  You Rip the Jacker. I would never question you
  I respect your opinion as a professional nigga
  I just want you to listen to what I'm telling you
  What happened between L and you, forget it
  People know you won the battle, they will give you the credit
  A lot of people don't want to admit it
  But I consider it a real privilege
  To bear witness to your lyrics and be involved in sharing the merits
  I'm forever indebted
  I just need you to chill for a second so I can send a positive message
  Like Tupac before he left us
  The author of the work ethic Genesis
  Has inspired me to write the ExeBis scripts
  As a constant reminder not to forget Bis
  But I've reached a precipice
  Remember Rip
  You can't rhyme forever, there's always somebody with better shit
  I keep you out the public eye for a reason
  You're a commodity Rip. Ain't that how you wanna keep it?
  I keep your whereabouts secret
  I bring bitches to the crib every weekend so why is you beefin'?
  
  [Rip]
  Ayo, stop patronizing me
  You despise me
  All you wanna do is steal rhymes from me
  You constantly keep me behind walls of concrete
  Lock me in the basement like a fuckin zombie
  If I was a priority
  You'd acknowledge me
  You ain't shit neither, you ain't got no college degree
  You can't rhyme without me
  Stop smiling at me
  Give me the keys to the garage, I need to borrow the Jeep
  Get the fuck out my face Bis!