you an't ready.. i'm sure you damn an't ready/
need to get a hold of yaself... instead of masturbatin penis/
im hitting you like i got your whole soul in the palm of my hand/
you will never last in the game, i'll have to shoot you before you can hit fame/
this guy got no skill, all he ever does.. is take viagra pillz, propblebly explains/ your sick avatar.. i guess you look like dat in real life... retarded/
you can't even test my skill... you'll get shocked like a lightnin volt/
smoke your ass... on fire... till you need to be extinquished/
i got da lyrics of a 100 army patroling, make sure i blast you before u hit thirty/
you'll be sufficated just for talking... gettin hit in broad day light/
like whenever i see you, start swinging with both boxing arms up/
i'll punch your lights out, till you have brain trauma/
when your coughing up blood, i'll get my dog to lik it up/
i'll paint a picture of what you' be like shot dead, seing a disturbing image
the battles over, your compretition has gone horrably wrong/

__________________
yo yo yo, i am like tupac cuz of rhymez/
and lyrikaly i can beat-you-up-criminally//
i am a killer and you cant sway me/
because man brendas got a baby// (dope)
can u imagine me being less then the dopest man/~
hell no dawg, cuz im almost as dope as 50 cent man//