LoL Rip Dis Kid.....Rip Dis Kid...

Aiyo Just Got Back From Shopping With My Gurls From Sadies...Checkity Check...

Aiyo...Representing Undestructable Emcees..Checkity Check..

3.......2......1....Check It

Ya Your Im-Pen-Dense, Cause You Write and Spit Like Shit Wit Your Herb In-Sense-Es,
Taking This *Liberty* To Burn Ya *Constitution* and Throw Away Your *In-De-Pen-Dence*/
Fucking Biter, Ya DickRyder, Snyper and TOon Have The Same IP..I Wonder Why?
Your Whole Crew Are Fakes, Bitches, and Dickryders, You All Cheaters In Disguise/

Spitting With Percise Percision, Picked Apart Your Verse and Diminished Ya Lyrics
Lyrical Spirits, They All Saying I'ma Win, U Def? Can't You Hear It?/
Burn Ya Pad and Break Ya Pen, Shoulda Forefitted This Battle, Cause You Bout To Lose Again,
Comparing You To Myself, Is Like Smoking Weed and Then Smoking Seeds and Stems/

I'll *Juss Blaze* You, My Verse Is On Fire, *Snyper* Dis Bitch From Da Empire,
*TOon*-N Dis Fool, *Liqour Of Tears* When You Lose, Ya Crew's Going Up For Hire/
This Must Be March Madness The Way I'm Break'N Ankles and Ballin This Bitch Around Court,
You Keep Shooting, Should Call You *Gary Coleman* The Way You Coming Up Short/

Do I Even Have To Mention That You Have No Wins and You Lost A Herb Battle?
Weight Of Dis Battle? I Have The Weight Of The World and I Still Make Galaxies Rattle/
Cold-Hearted, I'ma Suck Out Your Soul, Till You Have Nerve-Disease Like Christopher Reeves,
Coming At Me, My Undescribed Ill-Flow, Hittin Wit Fatal Blows, Till You Bowing On Ya Knees/

Your Metaphors Criss-Cross Like Drag Queens, Dick Is The Only Thing You Be Spitting On,
Your Punches Soft, Hitting Like ButterBean,
Hermathodytes, Only Thing You Be Hitting On/
Like Hydrogen Bonds, To Acidic Molecules, I'm Burning Ya Brain Cells Till They Un-Exist,
Who Can Mess With This? Like Blind-Men Having Sex, You Don't Know Who Your Fucking With/

~R~

Haha...Man I Thought You Would Be More of A Challenge...Tired Of These Wack Emcees Haha...

Yea...Uppin Dis Bizatch!