aite bitch this is oan

yo check it dawg, you dont know what you just started/
by the time i'm through spittin you'll have departed/
for some remote continent/
cuz you just couldnt handle it/
ima bout to dismantle it/
take it apart and beat you senseless/
you'll be completely defenseless/
when it goes down like the new year's eve ball/
i'll kill you ten times before you fall/
to the ground, bitch/
you'll take five months to come around, bitch/
out of your coma/
you'll be all alone, uh/
no family, no friends, no respect/
they'll auction off all your personal effects/
to make money for a homeless shelter/
my lines are so hawt i'll make you swelter/
but you know what, i'll never get tired/
yo if this mic had a battery pack/
it have to recharge ten times just to handle my rap/
and all the while you're just spittin crap/
i'll give you a heart attack/
but you you know you still wanna be just like me/
you know that i'm all that you strive to be/
but all you'll ever amount to is a puny mic checka/
the only way you could hang with me is with a noose around your neck/
i better let you be so you can recover/
like any other brother/
hwo tried to battle me/
this is just child's play to me/
but it's over just out of sympathy/
in the end you'll be bowing down to me