Diedre vs. Dice

[Verse: Dice Raw]

Yo, look at all the scavengers, all wannabe contenders

Dismember wack niggas, I intend to

Y'all ain't shit but sticky shit on the bottom of Timberlands

I know you clam heads wanna surrender

Don't even act like the battlefield the place you wanna enter

Yo, niggas is hopeless, you really need to focus

On who's the fuckin' dopest or wind up hopeless

Looking for some soup, tryin' to recoup

Some fuckin' loot, only thing you get is the boot

To me, these punk emcees is nothing but fruitcakes

Shake they booty on stage and get hit

With lyrics that I kick, talkin' that bullshit

You might get lit like a front of a spliff

For runnin' off at your lips talkin' that nonsense

Raw get on stage, take your confidence

Break you off since, powerful defense