Meth slash burned to ash like smoked hash with no cash//
smash ya stash got you itchy like dick rash

Antidote Four couldn't cure your wack songs.
Your own f*cking whore wouldn't touch you with black tongs.

you call that a verse? i think you ought to dispearse//
before it gets worse you oughtta call in a herse.

That was dope...not, ur hope is wrong
I throw better punches wit broken arms...

i take y abroken arms and go "upside ya head'//
better off armless kid you better off dead

its all off the head, start droppin' ya books/
punches? im throwing uppercuts, betta watch for the hook/

Optimus Rhyme couldn't even come up wit his own lines so he took from Cool Breezes' rhyme//
Like your status said you betta stay "Offline" and don't even reply//
You should kill yourself like you said - You really got nothing to lose//
Don't worry I'll even help you//
Tell me where you live and I'll bring you a noose//

thats kinda funny biggie but you aint bigga than me
aight go head bring the noose I'll bring the whole damn tree

A nigga like me is going platinum yall niggas can stay gold,
Cause I be been spittn' hot shit since I was a day old;

marvell..right like the "comics"//
you make me wanna vomit like too many gin and tonics

Aight mystahB-More I'll bring the noose you bring the tree//
But why you gon put yo'self in that situation "Do you wish death upon thee?//
Get off my back and go back to doing what you do on your knees//
Cuz you just unwanted like loose pusy//
You should thank me for being so kind - I hurt you for free//
And don't even try to come back cuz you wuz already burnt to the third-degree//

this is just a punchline biggy not a whole fuckin book//
look at the topic title you fuckin "half way crook"

Oh no, I don't follow directions I don't read between the lines like roux does//
You joined March of this year and already got 453 posts muthafucka you online too much//
Shit I didn't know a book could be written wit only 6 lines in it//
I would give a fuck, but I don't know what a fuck is to give it//

you heard the man biggey, read the rules are you gettin it?
yall don't be too hard on him cuz I heard he was iliterate

Follow the rules
- fuck that -
I'll roll up your rhymes and smoke on it//
I would spit some more but you would just choke on it//