here i go

i seen sum of your batlles and they all weak//
im beat you just like you do your meat//
your degree of losses can only be measured in sub-zero feet//
i was built ta run niggaz over like ricky williams football cleets//
you must be drunk cuz you cant even type straight lines//
wen u saw me ask yo ta battle you should hit decline//
i dont know where your from,but you'll i tha new york times//
front page, about you get kilt over dumass ryhmez//
when people hear you flow they pull out tha wrap-it-up box//
about as graceful as lil jon and his dreadlocks//