i'll beat u lyricaly and get charge for assult and battery
plus ur verse need bars..... like cell-phone with low battery
i'll go half assed, face-facts! U just cant write
cuz none of ya punches was landed, like fights in da 9-11 flights
Wheres the fire? Ive read ya other battles, they past cold
The only hot shit you ever dropped probably splashed ya asshole
yeah i could son you, i should... better yet i oughtta
but my punches rather bitch-slap u like u someones daughter
ya heads fucked up cuz u listen to dick-heads
and after this match u'll never sleep on me like shaq on a twin-size-bed

if u think luck, u be stuck N even be tucked
cuz ever bar i spit got shells that fits in my girls d-cup *bra*

BANG-BANG-EARLY....