youngin fresh still on tha mic,that just dont seem right.....
dogg should be chillin wit brooke valentine havin a girl fight...

If you arent able to show skills online at the very LEAST your papers should
How is this kid supposed to excell at text ...when he cant spell "neighborhood"

yo dogg my grammerz not tha best...
but i aint like u my lines rnt streached...

Casper dissn me...FUkk lyrically, I get my Gun-And-Clap//
You might think its Fun-ta-Rap// But imma keep hittin you til your LUngs-Collapse//
He said he's dissin me just to Relieve-His-Stress//
Im from the gutta, yu dont gotta believe me but Believe-tha-Rest//
imma put this Fene-To-Rest// You gon blieve me wen u See-tha-Teck//
truss me the teck will Ease-ya-Stress

Casper will freeze up If i put a Pen-in-his-Face//
He says he's in a bad mood, Becuzz of his Pre-Menstrual-Sate//(PMS)
I spit Harder-Than-Most// If he had a battle i wouldnt even Bother-To-Vote//
His brain will be Apart-Of-The-Coast

just "Relievin Stress" Casper....

damn kid they asked for a punchline, not a punchbook...
last time you spat something it landed on your foot...

lol

yo young dont talk bout burnerz,cause i cook crack....
u never shot nuthin,u talkin bout gunplay is wack....
dont try to be gangsta is it tha onll way u can spit.....
talk bout casperz p.m.s,but yer tha bitch wit tha clit....

Let's be optimistic, you wanna trace of genius then pull out a stencil
Being realistic... only time you reload lead is on a mechanical pencil

yo dog we live close we should fight till tha death....
its too bad yer a pussie,so i wont hold my breath....

and if ya wanna be "optimistic",better improve yer lyrics...
cause if i was kesse,when ya tried out id be in hystericz.....(lol)

Got u turned into a fucking wreck, u think u close to leavin me decked
..When you have to laugh at your own punches to make them connect



You fucking suck kid.

Well ....if it isnt Mister "i run the 1-2 league" himself
He only got that position cuz he packs more fudge than the Keebler elf

Better think again before you come all up in our business frontin...
Cos wen we hit back at ya you ain't even gona be able to leave here limpin...