Ok look...

Imma murder you, this is gonna be easy//
Your rhymes will prolly rank "#1 fucken cheesy"//
You bess becareful, cuz battlin' me is proven risky//
I'm a fucken cat, i'm bout's ta get frisky//
Say what? when you speak you seem mutter//
Am i scarin' ya that when you spit you start to stutter?//
There's no way out, you cant escape//
When i'm finished with you, youz gonna be in bad shape//
Imma win this, tell me what did you really expect?//
So get on your knees, bow down, show me some respect//