srry man im here...

funny cuz i didnt even know i was gonna battle you//
your tha type that couldnt fuck a bitch even if she straddled you//
this is a blind spit, im blindfolded, and your shit looks pre-wrote//
memorized raps dont make it here dawg, ya level is demote//
im automatic static, my habit is dissin this rabbit//
this eradic spit is illmatic with sporadical dag-nabbits//
ya lookin at this shit with weary eyes like a sad faggit//
not able ta hold ya own glass, your like a bad cabinet//
dumbass i bet you wear your jeans backwards like Criss-Cross//
ima make you jump bitch cuz ya spit was lyrical missed shots//
you tha type that still sports looney tune t-shirts//
im that hype which sorts goonie loons like you twurp//
ya tryed to sneak up on me thinkin you had tha upper hand//
i heard ya speakin like a squeekin lisp laden boy band//
werk on ya stinkin and reekin piss laden rhymes man//