here iz my verse 4 diz try out.....

iz diz 4 real or are we kidding?/
Im the nigga you dont wanna spit wit ,sign up on ebay and start bidding/
fuk the red-ribbon , this bitch is being "out-classed" like the end of term/
The only thing straight about this faggot nigga is his choice of perm/
split this pricks lip wit the tip of my knuckle then watch him buckle/
vision a bit blurry words slurry u cud never raise a chuckle/
chatting bout 'katt' slater i dont rate ya flow is so hollow/
lump in ur throat is that ur bfs balls that u tried 2 swallow/
back peddaling bitch ur in reverse now whos re-cycling/
take it on the chin as i begin 2 show u whos the real thing/
on ur girls doorstep theres a sign sayin 5 starr accomadation/
but ya girl iz stinkin so i had to go back to masterbation/
in DC they think that life is all about reputation/
but niggaz draw gloks in "da illest" situations/
& dey got snipers watchin u like the kennedy assassination/
we wack niggas sittin on a curb-washed out like dirty denim/
thought de waz gangsta but the streets stung you hard like venom/
wif flamable gun barrels i torch-ya-chambers/
killin cats solo..but fuck homo lone rangers/
watch ur back cuz i might b dat lurking stranger/