I'm Ah Close This Battle From Da Beginnin Like Pullin Up My Zipper/
You Must Don't Know When You Battle Me U Stay At the Bottom Of Da Polls Like Fat Strippers/
Who The Fuck Am I Battlin'? Does Anybody Know His-Name?/
Oh WISEGUY!... U think your Smart Just Bcuz You Give-Brain?/
I Got These Rhymes That Blaze Minds Then Rise and Crush-ya/
Bcuz If Lies Make You Bigger.. Then You're About the Size of Russia/
Rods vision of skill is more like a Peep-Hole…your Nothing-U Bitch/
You’d have to stick your legs in a toilet…just to be Running-Shit/
I'mma Rip HIs Bars.. For Fuckin' wit a Nicca That's As Sick as SARS/
Ur Getting Hit & Scar'd Like Saddam Threatening Prison Guards/




now let the votes begin