[Verse One: El Da Sensei]
These three niggas past due, smash, slash on avenues
With compatible tapes fine tune to battle fakes
See I'm, verbally put, crushing my [?]
I'm off the books with my no look pass, I slash crooks

[Asheru]
It's a jooks
El Da Sen' hit me with the alley oop
Above the rim plus I make you dream hoops
Over loops that's more like nightmares
I'm right here first off the line
Niggas crying, "He don't fight fair"

[J-Live]
Fair fight, yeah right
How you gonna fight fair son?
One on one you out numbered in the battle of wits
And outmatched in the war of the words
You won't get shit but diss, dismissed and disturbed

[El Da Sensei]
Word superb be the grandest
Rap band this
Vandalize your snipes if we really can't stand it
Smack niggas open handed for spite
Without a thirst for Sprite, ignite flames upon the mic
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