Battling you is wasting my time, cos you just prooved you cant fucken rhyme/
You just wrote your death wish with your "poison" pen bitch/
For my first spit, im gonna put you in a fit like epileptic brain spasms/
My ryhmes hit harder than a nympho on viagra/
Just cos you'll be feelin' my uppercuts, you'll never be a cut above me/
Even your mama knows you would have looked better a stain on the sheets/
You and your faggot crew pack more shit than removalists/
After I finish this lyrical murder, i'm gonna tapp your girls ass like morse code/
Ill make your body dissapear like Copperfield/
better stick to battling the rest rest of your muppets you fucken puppet.