Lets do this...
Your so wack not even African diseases could make you 'ill', so you can stop to believe...
Defeating me is like beating God at trivia......kind of impossible to achieve!...
Just like a wet rag,I'll leave you 'twisted' and 'dried'....
Homie,even if you sold your mix by the ounce......it still wouldnt make me "permafried"*!...
My 'punches' will leave you gasping for air,kinda like a failure of heart...
Want to entertain??cause my gat'll leave you 'dancing' more than Sarah Bernhardt**!!...
This kid couldn't 'touch' me,even with his overstretched lines...
Ha,this fagget would have a hard time 'nailing' me.......if he was playin' wit nines!!
Lil' one you'd have difficulty 'flyin' by me....if you had just gotten high...
Bitch,my weakest line'll slice u up like my gran's apple pie!!
If this is a race,I simply cruise by you......you filled up yo tank.....and you still can't move fast...
Even before you get a chance to drop....you'll have gotten kicked out faster than you got out of Dreamcast!!

I want really feeling this verse but blah,its just a battle.