@Chubbs Let's get it. Original beat by me...I expect a hell of a battle homie
LYRICS
this is how is we do it over here,
fresh gear,
make bytch nikkas disappear,
chubbs you little queer,
no man do i fear,
this is for my nikkas doing it big,
but still taking care of they kids,
it's hard out here trying to live,
in my hood ain't shyt positive,
some time you got to split wigs,
pop off shyt,
go out in a blaze in this bytch,
while out constantly trying to get rich,
think quick,
stick and move,
but keep the tool,
never play with you fools,
keep the attitude,
I'm on a higher plane,
you can't drive in my lane,
it's all about gains,
you hustling against the grain,
you should have been a bed stain,
you the scarecrow,
if you only had a brain,
it's gotham city call me bruce wayne,
y'all busta insane,
the dopest dude,
y'all know how the king do,
72 dolphins I will not lose,
defense too cruel,
you don't want to duel,
so keep it stepping fool,
the king is back,
on the attack,
it's butta baby,
like that 7 mile crack,
decipher that,
if it's war,
gorilla combat
like we in Iraq,
my words explode on impact,
rhymes scatter on contact,
syllables attach,
so deep in your mind,
don't even think about trying to detach,
your heart might collapse,
even if you fire back,
first class Darwin I'll adapt,
then sink into your mind,
make your skull start to crack,
perhaps,
you should have sent off a dispatch,
to be exact,
big rod will leave that ass clapped,
then roll out with your bytch in that cadillac
that weak shyt you dropped,
you might want to retract,
you might get laughed at,
not saying you wack,
but against big rod you the opening act,
stand way back,
when I come up to bat,
gym rat,
make a hole,
when I'm coming to the rack,
black mamba mixed with a little kevin durant,
strong as Shaq
playing for a new contract,
my team stacked
how you suppose to stop that,
yo smack over there who the fukk is that,
hurt him so bad he'll claim his soundcloud got hacked,
ducktales I heard him quack,
bring your team,
maybe they can make up for the skills you lack,
have all y'all making a suicide pact,
get bumrushed like I'm L-T going for the sack,
step off now and I might leave a little of your dignity intact,
keep fronting and they will be calling for the med vac
on this trip you should have never unpacked,
this right here is a riot act,
you get the chills every time you try re-enact,
I'm such the shyt,
get stuck all up in your gastrointestinal tract,
7 syllable flow,
no chance your ass coming back from that,
King Rod just destroyed another track,
nah I'ma hit him again,
chubbs we are not friends,
this nikka never had to stand on the corner to make a few ends,
ran shyt from dc back to michigan,
the shyt I've seen
would have him shytting his depends,
nikka I raise the bar,
made men,
nikka thought it was all shyts and grins,
until I brought that bass line in,
fukk his hand,
we not shaken,
all out war,
M-O-P how about some hardcore,
Thunderous rain call me the Mighty Thor,
you think you superman,
kryptonite suit call me Lex Luthor,
roll the dice nikka tell me wha t they hitting for,
7-11 even back door little joe,
smack him again, nikka do you really want war,
lil nikka better stick to the beats,
that's the only way I will allow him to eat,
oh he think he sweet,
fresh meat,
beat downs if I ever catch him in the streets,
heard his flow then pressed delete,
grid iron kick him with my cleats,
sorry chubbs but this round you going down in defeat,
Big Rod I can't be fukking beat!
RAISE THE BAR![/MEDIA]
listening to 
Just playing, you know what I mean though, dudes from bmore got a crazy accent