Im Running A Muck On This Fool, You Wanna Duel?
The Type To Goto School With A Gun To Think He's Cool..

your probably still sitting there grinning at your rhyme,
who am i kidding your probably here all the time,
you might read this and think its a little intimidating,
but youll probably read this and for no reason begin masturbating

ya siggy is jeporday? aite ill play

who is the wackest kid?who is jay-ron! dis niggas #1 on tha list//
you could "spit" "hot rhymes" if ya fagget ass talked with a lisp//
Im 13 and new to this, but i still dissed ya beyond comprehension//
You already had ya "warning",and now im dishin you max "suspensions"//

Takin niggaz to school, how about this white guy
You ain't personal, you doin generic lines now I'm makin you cry
Little kid talkin about detention, I'm gonna be his retention
Spendin all his money on a Po-ke-mon convention

this pussy spits disses, when really "she" should listen to her inuition//
Trying to act tough when really your "r&b",half remix-to-ignition//
Fuck this ginuwine reject,in this rap tree u aint even a seed-yet//
Compare to me? Like a blind man readin text, You cant even "see-shit"//

this nigga's the bitch, i can tell by the way he's raggin
cuz u ain't fuckin shit, so i wouldnt be braggin.
n' i can tell u a fag, cuz in ur pic ur winkin
this is rap battle's not fag's anonymous, what were u thinkin!?

IF U TAKIN NIGGAZ TO SCHOOL/
THEN I MUST BE THE TEACHER/
IF U WANNA BE A STUDENT/
THEN THATS HOW I'M GONNA TREAT YA/
CUZ I'M LIKE FULLY LOADED, I COME WIT ALL THE FEATURES/
LEAVIN YOU SPEECHLESS/
MAKIN U THINK ABOUT WUT YOUR DOIN/
CUZ U AIN'T RAPPIN, UR JUST MAKIN NOISE POLLUTION!!!!!!


IF THEY CALL U SAUCE/
THEN I'M ABOUT TO PUT U ON MY SPAGHETTI/
CUZ U AIN'T READY FOR THIS LYRICAL MACHEDE/
I'M CUTTIN U UP LIKE CONFETTI/
AND TAKIN A BITE OUT U LIKE A NESTLE/
CRUNCH, MY RHYMES ARE LIKE A SUCKER PUNCH/
THEY HIT U WHEN U LEAST EXPECT IT/
SO U CAN REMEMBER MY NAME,
AND KNOW THAT THIS IS A KID THAT U DON'T WANNA MESS WIT!!!!!

i swear this bitch is constapped, cuz she aint shit
u have to pay me to make u better like a hospital patient
i wanna learn how to lose i'll ask for u to be my teacher
all disfigure out body wit bones poppin right out ya t-shirt
besides u couldnt teach me shit your 0 and 1
fuck this shit lets do vocal, so i can rip out your lung

Imma spread you on a steak like A-1
While you and yo daddy off in a shed havin gay fun
So wanna learn how to lose?
when im done ill leave you as one giant bruise
Maybe if you was a retard I could accept your last rhyme
but in your defence you so stupid you bought a bag of parsly from a mime
I cant belive those words that i read
after spitin that shit you should be shot in the head

okay operation fogman a.k.a mr. i jack off wit both my hand
your jus tryin to make a name for yaself i understand
but listen when i say you'll never amount to nothin
your skills are more subtable for gay porn fluffin

UR THE MUFFIN, THATS ALWAYS TRYIN TO PLAY WITH OPERATION FOGMAN'S GAY COUSIN/ TRYIN TO HAVE A HUSBAND, INSTEAD OF A WIFE/
UR THE TRUE MEANING OF A WASTE OF LIFE/
UR RIPE, AND NOT EVEN READY TO EAT/
SO I GUESS I'M JUS GONNA HAVE TO SQUASH U, WITH MY BARE FEET/
UR LIKE A BUG, U DONT GO AWAY/
WHAT IS IT GONNA TAKE FOR U TO SAY/
THAT UR TO YOUNG FOR THIS SHIT,
YOU CANT EVEN COME OUT AND PLAY!!!!

come out and play, its like that okay
i give u a playgirl to play wit yaself all day
cuz thats the only way you could "cum up" wit word play
u aint better then me there's no way
quit keystylin ur life's wastin away
pick up and skirt and sum tight and go join a ballet

What you be knowin about any fluff?
For god sake your face always stuffed in dirty muff
Ill make a name by puttin faggot emcees like you to shame
Now I know you got a taste for gay porn
and from all those toilet plungers your ass be torn
Every time you try to hit me back im just gonna rip off your nutsack
and feed it to my dog
your flow is so bad its lost in the fog
if i was you id quit while your ahead or at least while you still have one
and if you spit anymore of that bullshit ill have to silence you like a nun

shit it took u like half and hour jus to make a reply
i guess its been long enough, so u ready die
think that u better then i
then ur thoughts are obsence
you rhymes aint hot, u couldnt catch fire wit a box of matches and kerosene
i'll put a fist though u stomach n' rip out your spleen
know what i mean
cuz u aint even on my level, im iller beyond any doubt
i'll feed your spleen to bitch, n' this have this pussy eat himself out

Oh no here we go again
you lay more bad eggs than a diseased hen
I think its time we put you back in your play pen
so you can go back to havin sex with gay men
You can have my spleen I dont need it
In regard to your level, im glad Im not there
Cause that shit you be spittin be so bad, the mold on it growin hair