u can act, talk, and walk like a gangsta
but all u'll ever be is a thugged-out wanksta
u aint got nuthin on me son
cuz u know RT's numba1
cmon smack me bitch and ill smack yo ass back
ill smack u so hard ill make my hands sound like i just made a soundtrack
u havent heard my rap ever before
maybe u should take a second for yo brain cells to restore
ill call u by yo name and u'll wont do shit
yo sup altplayer yo name should be chewed up, spit out, and replaced u dimwit
take out yo pen and take notes on yo notepad
oh shoot i should quit i'm probally making u mad
too bad tonight yo homeboy wont b telling me that
yo homeboy's a skit skat who's hanging out with the hoodrat
u should have shame in yo game that i became the flame of tha fame
i took yo spotlight man
just like i took yo confiendence right out of yo damn hand
hey g, my raps r not crap
go take a nap cuz u've just fallen in my deathtrap
save yo breath for telling someone else all yo stupid drama
cuz homeboy i maybe black but i aint Aun' Jamama
ill let u finish up this rap, cuz i dont really care
but i warn u, be prepared to face RT, yo worst nightmare
~The RT