Stop bitin’
That ain’t sweet, no that ain’t sweet
Stop bitin’

Stop bitin'
Using styles that you know that ain't yours
Stop bitin'
Changing sounds
Every album you do
Stop bitin'
Reciting lines I done heard before
Stop bitin'
Making money off of rhymes that ain't yours

For the kleptos who stole flows
From those in the pros
Get you mouth swollen by blows
Thrown by those you took from
How can you stand to even look at yourself
Peering through mirrors
Got to be
Insecurity can't just be bout the money
If it is, you got issues
Way beyond the benjamins
Need reminder of purpose
Cause you clowning on surface
For those in writers block
Stealing ideas for concepts
This is judgement day
I'm putting hurt on your rep
It's not my fault that you slept
And didn't wake up
You getting shook up
Getting dug up
From the roots up
Put your boots up
Your time has finally come
To a swift and deadly end
A grammatical revolution in the spirit my friend
So stop bitin'

Stop bitin'
You ol style
Nibblin wagon
Jumpin braggin
Skill gnawing
Flawed chainsaw jawed bandit
Moet drinking
Too high off weed
For proper thinking, sinking
Drowning your own vomit
Plus you stinking pitiful
Selling soul for residual
Individuals in rituals
Through habitual manners
Driving me bonkers and bananas
First off I want to thank Gotee for allowing
Me flow free
While some labels
Wild by picking
Their artists style
And that blow me
Completely out of the water
Thinking to myself
If they ain't no good
Should they determine the artist vision
Make decision or how could they
Regardless of what they feel
I'm gone avenge like Emma Peel
For the preservation of hip-hop
From the one's who like to steal


Nothing more devious than a farce
If my previous verse was harsh
A president of the U.S.
Finding love in a boggy marsh
Me and this hip-hop thang go back
Do what I can to keep it intact
My soothing verbal herbon
Can absorb a comet's impact
So react on impulse
Or in a manner that you deem fit
More of you's required
So get inspired when my team hit

Copyright infringing
Producer pretending to be beat borrowing
Noncreative wordless emcees take heed
We straight original rhyme sayers
Music composers and songwriters
Christ was incapable of sin
We're incapable of biting
If we did it would discredit
Everything we stand for
Keep your carbon copy repeats
That ain't never been sweet
Please forgive me