IIGHT Ill spit first

This guy must think he pretty cool......but hes not//
Im takin a guess that hes borin....does that mean my brain gon rott?//
Even if this guy act like he a punk....he was still prolly taught not to smoke pot//
Yes yes my skillz are unknown...but to u they can be hard as a bone//
His verses are old and they were shone//
He start freakin out when I raise my tone//
As I move on my skillz ratin gets higher......now they are too high to desire//
But now ur in my rap life and imma bring u through the wire//
The only way ud win is if u post up flyers//
U gotta be kiddin me..........Im too good for you little boy//
When God made me........He said,"All those fake Mcs....I want u to destroy//
I hear u`ve been doin this for a long time....so hasent Segfree and Roy//
I could go on and on for my whole life time//
More and more and Im still waitin for u to make a rhyme//
Dev is a PYROMANIAC.......but people runnin like 911 ATTACK//
I serve more dishes to my oppenents then the Shaq Pack//
If u ever challenge me u prolly leave with a 3rd degree burn and a cracked back..
DONE u spit