Let me jest get it started right.

From what i seen yo rhymes stank like chitlens,/
So imma put ya dimes on ice like frozen chickens,/
This is freestyle kid no time for them wak lines u known fo shittin,/
I make writtens i rap as lethal as throat slittin,/
So when caps get showered and u shootin out fecal i'll make ya sip-it./
No sequels for the end of this match,/
Napalm dropped like a C-4 latch,/
Snatch, slash, crash, bash, flash, stash, and smash,!
All verbs about what'll happen when we clash,/
You think you can beat me cuz im new here,/
You think i might run? Not before i smear the queer(you)/
Uh oh you aint havin no fun? My bad too much fear for one pun,/
Heres a trick for lil Tricksta, heres a snicka(candy bar), aint no rat poison thicka'./
Bye bye lil kid come back to fight me when when ya rap gets big./

off the top o the head..