u know his ass is runnin scared
so if he aint man enuff i'm a spit first

Yo listen, this muthafucka set this battle up without even askin ME//
He be thinkin “Guaranteed Victory!” cuz this cat’s new to R-B//
I mean I just be checkin my battles and find out I’m against Toxic-Verb//
I’m thinking flyweight gotta have skills, but he worse than a dyslexic herb//
Now I’m a have to educate him, show him why they call me the King//
My rhymes will eviscerate him and he’ll be just another on my death string//
I’m gonna detoxify this bitch so that his ass can no longer infect//
I’ll leave u so uncapable ure penis will no longer know the word ‘erect’//
Getting a studio up for young rappers is what toxic’s got planned//
But the first thing they’ll do is put up a sign sayin “Toxic Is Banned!”//
He knows that the truth is he aint got skillz to compare wit mine//
Look, I asked him to spit first and his scared ass went off-line//
When I’m through he’ll only get mentioned in a speech of remembrance//
Cuz I’m a be like Bruce Willis and make him ‘Die Hard with a Vengeance’//
I’m a beat his bitch ass, leave him in tha hospital cryin for a nurse//
I hear him cryin “I’M HUNGRY!” u know he wanna feed off my verse//
But you know you don’t deserve it so I’ll let u die of starvation//
And this is the end of my spit and the end of Toxic’s education.//

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