Blackie:

no ever sees u, u never come outta ya house so i guess ya "extra-terrestial"//
make a cd, get the fuk outta ya house, n lower that fukin "cholestrial"//
This was a weak, to tell you the truth, it wasn't even necessary.

ya never "diminish" me n im full of "avidity" n ya scripts are a "no-no"
victory over me??.. hell no u gotta be pullin my strings u fukin "yo-yo"//
This was a nice personal.

Yo-yo:

Most of ur lines didn't rhyme. Wasn't really feelin' your flow. Work on your structure.

You buggin me about some petty ass shit that dont even matter/
You prolly some rich white kid surfin the internet/ While im sittin here drinkin shit that can destroy my bladder/
What's this ish all about? Who wants to know about you drinkin'? I don't...

Vote: Blackie