Beat Down

(Introduction)
Ay yo
Some punk thought it cool
For him to be a big tough guy
Get rough
And try to choke me
Well, his ass got kicked
Now, you're gonna see
How much this punk is hated
How much his memory faded
From the lives of others
Here we got
Hit it!

(Verse One)
This punk
Was bein' such a chump
He tried to choke me
With my guard down
He couldn't poke me otherwise
So, he thought it fate
To hate on every white rapper
Every bright white guy
Who was smarter then him
This lil' punk ass white boy
Actin' like a muhfuckin' chump
Decided I would die
I don't even know why
He thought he could take me
Bake me
Make me nothin' but a corpse
He can't even make a good verse
The only thing worse
Is that he is a hater

(Chorus)
He got beat down
I fuuucked him uuup
He can tuck that bitch of a weapon
Called his knife
In his pants
He ain't got a chance
Of fightin' me
I am a fighter
A writer
A man of faith
But even I can fight for the right to live

(Verse Two)
This ass
Who thinks he's such a whiz
At the ass kickin' biz
Couldn't do shit
When I took him down
Made him look like a clown
He thought he wore a crown
Lead the school
Made everyone drool
Thought he was cool
But I've had enough
Holdin' back my steam
I grabbed my team
And stopped my dream
Just to beat down
This little cheat
No one fucks with me
He was in such a mess
He had so much stress
He tried to end my life
But my heart still beats
I'm too smart to die like that

(Chorus)
He got beat down
I fuuucked him uuup
He can tuck that bitch of a weapon
Called his knife
In his pants
He ain't got a chance
Of fightin' me
I am a fighter
A writer
A man of faith
But even I can fight for the right to live

(Verse Three)
This man
Looks like a beaver
I'd pull out a Meat Cleaver
And begin to kill this punk
He had better have been drunk
'Cuz I'm ready to lay him on his death bed
I ain't gon' give him a med
He thought he was strong
But oh so wrong
I'm angry, muhfucker
You lil' prick
Go suck a dick
I made you bleed
You had to flee
You shouted out a plea
For help
But no one can hear you whelp, bitch
I'll bag on yo
Fag ass
All I want
You hate whigga's
'Cuz we bigga then you
I'm not John Cena
This ain't know whack rhyme
'Bout an American band stand
This is a rhyme
That's goin' to be heard through time
You try to hustle
Bustle
But you ain't nothin' but a punk
A bully
I ain't gon' cry before yo feet
'Cuz you had to cheat
To get close to takin' me down
I hope they take you into town
At the police station
You developed a beef
And now you're too enveloped to get out
This'll evolve into you givin' up
Or I'll have to resolve this in my own hands
I'm crazy, muhfucker

(Chorus)
He got beat down
I fuuucked him uuup
He can tuck that bitch of a weapon
Called his knife
In his pants
He ain't got a chance
Of fightin' me
I am a fighter
A writer
A man of faith
But even I can fight for the right to live

(Outro)
Don't mess wit me
Now you know how my bad my anger is
Chad, you better stay hidin'
Cryin'
'Cuz you'll be dead meat
If you EVER try to mess with me
You nearly made me die
Nearly made me loose my chance
To be with Faith
'Till her and I
Die together
I'll never let ya do that to me
I'm an MC, you see
I'm not gonna be cold as a G
But if you fuck with me
You goin' down
Yeah
MC Sergeant Cartwright
B. Rock
Nightmare Entertainment
Underground
Peace out to all ya'll
Sorry ya had to hear this