Aight...Check It....

Yo....Peep Dis...

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

I'm Leaving You Confinded, Trapt Wit'N, Check Ya Skin,
White-Honkey, Your Lyrics Are Wack, Why You Trying Text Again?/
Check Ya Status On Your Alias Adebisi, Bitch Your 0-3,
How The Fuck You Gone Represent Rb When You Rap Half-Heartedly?/
Pardon Me, But Why You Spitting Hardcore When You Really R&B? This Guy Checkin Males, Maybe Thats Why Your Always Hard-On-Me/
Listen Fag, I Don't Wanna Sex You, I Was Never Into That,
This Fag, Asked Me To Give Him Brains Hoping For A Betta Intellect/
Ya Words Getting Concerned Now, Ya Square But You Barely Box, I'll Give You A Chance To Run, But You'll Die Trying Like Terry Fox/
I'm Making Cats Laugh Like Rodney Carington, With The Jokes I Sling, In Critical Condition, Verbally Beating You Worse Than Rodney King/
Thought You Retired, Original Rb Must Need Sum Reinforcements, Merked Dis Fag, The Crowd Not Pleased, Wanting Reindorcements/
Yo Kid, This Ain't Burger King, You Can't Have It Your Way,
Shoulda Forfitted, Cause Man I Can Tell, It Just Ain't Your Day/
Better Be Counting Ya Lucky Stars, and Rubbing Ya Rabbits-Feet, All The Luck In The World Couldn't Help, Your Labeled With Defeat/
As Soon As You Replied To Dis Thread, Ya Record Was Diminished, Your OG R&B Friends? Won't Respect You When Dis Is Finished/

Yo...Its An Honor To Battle The Great Chrit....Respect Man

~R~