u call that shit a verse,ive seen better 'wraps' on tunics/
u gettin 'fucked' 'nasty',more than 'britney' in 'fake' porn flix/
couldnt put 'shit' 'down' layin a punch on 'mr hanky'/
with heavy 'artillery' ya rookie ass couldnt 'tank' me/
u think yaw sumthin 'speshul' u juss run of the 'mille'/
if u were runnin fast an forward u still be on tha 'back heel'/
coz u juss a 'fake',like pammys tits was made of silicone/
battle me?a 'rocky' path,ill push u,leave a 'rollin' 'stone'/
ill serve u up 'raw' n 'bloody' like bare-knuckle nosebleeds/
id still leave u 'locked out',if u bought a 'bunch' of 'keys'/
name sounds like a bitch,ur only 'attitudes' 'pre menstural'/
you just a newbie 'herb',an tha punches u 'plant' is 'floral'/
if u were twice as 'angry' u still couldnt be called 'mean'/
ur idea of 'smokin faggs' is like buyin tubs of 'vaseline'/
im 'walkin on air',u could even call this battle 'floor-less'/
its like who wants to be a winner?and im leavin u 1 guess/

start votin yall...