i found em at 2 am an thats about as good as his verse but dont go down on him on his last battle this times worse //i shouldd have his name fo my self my rimes are real diverse// im battlein u by choice u should be happy im hittin u with a line ur head starts to real sweats moist// hes gross hes a fag he lives i dont know where tryin to rap as his cool corear but he lives in fear of the day it comes out that he wares gurls underwear//bet u never would of thought a person who doesn't know u blurts out ur quer// this battle wit diverse it leeds to his deffeet theres nuttin to it im spittin my weekest verse an i rattle the streets//haha im treding water wit this son im killin u an haveing fun im half wasted im goin up an over this kid wit glue hes baseted//face it uve ben graced wit the touch of the brainstorm// they let me out and they knew a star had ben born//im hittin u like a blood sport igsamine my game but dont cry u just the next one to be put to shame im cuttin u down havin u scream in vane ur just another brutal casulity of this game//