yo u pussy all of ur rhymes r rented//
battln me ill blast ur brains on the map so u kno where u headed//
you should put less self rep in ya script and work on ya metas and hits//
your 'coming' like 'impotent men', every time you try and 'shoot' ya 'miss'//
the way I wrecked this geek leaves his ass depressed for weeks//
this isn't even a battle verse, it's more like an acceptance speech//
cuz when it comes ta spittin bitches call me einstine//
from bein sick n lunaticed like those kids from columbine//
if u havent heard the news u better learn quick//
the bunnys been stoned(petrafied)n mine as well quit//