Master O' Ryhmes Vs. 1st to wreck

who's spittin' first?......,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,................................ ........................

you spittin first...............i just checked in, by the way..........................................go

I'll be bustin' all my greatest shit
i'll knock ur ass down with this, it's like a mosh pit
you'll never see the caliber of my ryhming
i'll have all the right words at the right timing
so don't even try to bring what you got
battlin' against me...playa you got no shot
i'll take what ever you have, nothing will phase me
my record will be spotless, just wait and see
i'll sink your ship like child's play
trying to think of ryhmes like me, will take you all day
i bet your so gay and lame
i bet your ass has never gotten laid
so by the time you read this i'll have already won
so for now, my ryhming is done

my goodness...
how lame will people get these days tryin to bang with the best...
so my response is a shotty to put to your body and chest...
you couldn't hang if I were to help you out and get you a noose...
when i'm don'e with cowards like you, they ask for a truce...
but none givin, good riddance, my nerves are pushed farther...
if you had 4 ghostwriters with deals, i'd still be bangin harder...
if this were a game, i'd be a starter while you'd chill on the side...
you can't lyricly coincide, however hard you tried, you can't ride...
step aside or else you'll end up like Pac, in the ground...
you were wrong if you ever thought you were safe and sound....
to back down would be more like you; i'll alwayz be servin...
i'll be the one to put you in a casket in church with a sermon...

i'm hotness, you can't stop this, or top this, rock this, or come close...i'll break your nose, at your shows, shoot at you hoes, till you a ghost...
i'll post up like b-ball and end your career...
you can steer away, but recognize the end is here

uppin uppin............................................. .................................................. .