alright..lets go...

you keep sayin this is a mistake//
I'm goin against someone that lost 2-3 battles straight//
dawg i thought ud know that ya wack and that nolost cant lose//
and i bet ya sex lifes dead cos like dynamite uve got a short fuse//
im already holdin my hand up like the liberty statue and thats true//
cus when this battles over ull b further underground than ya crew//
keep u out like a door man..think u can beat me? well imma foil ur plan//
ya punches dont connect like foster parents and an orphan//
bitch ur just a disgrace to hip hop and all ya attempts at hits r soft//
cus its like ya got foot wear on ya hands the way every punch u flip flops//
wheres ya punches? even wid a microscope i couldn't hav found dum//
leave u bloody on ya knees beggin for mercy like the g unit album//

yea..now its 2-0 for me