Aiyo MRB, what gives dawg? You come up in hea saying i said shit that i never did? You almost like Blazed and BoDMoN son.
So heres a quick flow im spittin at you.

MRB you think your dope but your outta hope/
Im gonna bomb on you nigga, sink you like a boat/
Check yo self son, you betta keep yo eyes on the floor/
Why you gotta come here and diss on me for/
yo im tha best rappa out there so stop tha hatin/
u think yous a pimp but i no u aint cuz u alwayz materbuating/
MRB you a fake, you think yous a G/
You just anotha wannabe, a phony MC/
Yo poems were bad, u sayin u won an award/
You dont gotta make up fibs, but i guess its all u can afford/
Shit if we was to race dawg, i'd smoke you in my honda accord/
No need to lie to chill/
but on the otha hand u neva kept it real/
WHy u gotta joke like that dawg wats the real deal?/
Thats it, fuck dis shit, i aint wastin anymore time on you.