he disrespected rap, now he gotta be injured/
i'll snuff Virt, like the white dude in the post that he got in his picture/
and i see your style kid, you been weak/ i feel bad battling a child that's only 15/
a fuckin undeveloped whack MC, who raps are empty/
what makes him think that he can rap with me/ bitch you couldn't hold it down if you were gravity/ acually i utterly
damage fakes/ when i spit heat against his "watered down" flow, his rhymes evaporate/ ya'll must of needed me to try em/
but his flows won't fool me, like girl scout cookies, i won't buy em/
x marks the spot, your plain as the paper that your writin on/
your flow belongs in the house, like the computer that i'm typin on/
he holds micrphones only when he's dreaming that it's a Penis/
your gayness, and if rap was revelation, i'm Jesus/
watch him come with some worthless shit/ some astronomical, far out, and earthless shit/ but i give my lyrics cough syrup, shit, my words are sick/ and i'll cut your "flow" off like a motha fuckin tourniquet/ you verbless bitch, i'll smoke you like a dub sac/
and like Tupac, i don't really think that you can "come back"/ i'll commit to whipping you and stick to it like a thumb tac/
ya'll got dumb raps, believe it or not i wanna get dissed/ you see, he's trying to cop out ya'll, he doesn't even have nothin to spit/
but as for me, i expell lyrics until my lips gone/
they got me battling weaklings, i'm "pissed off", so now virt gets "PISSED ON"/
i'm waiting for your philisophical rhyme, you complex word play that can some how eclipse my phenominal shine/ but really i'll make you eat your heart and swallow your pride/ you'll get pealed on sight/ i'll kill u, and if you reincarnate i'll kill you twice/
coz when i rap i stick out like my abdominal/ but go ahead and rhyme, include your whack punchlines, and edgar allen metaphores, just try and make it less comical/
coz winning is highly inprobable, like seeing snow in the tropicals, bioooootch!/