aight man let's see what u got go head do yo thing.
I'm bout to own u man like a lil puppet on a "string."
u somewhat of a nobleman and I am the righteous king.
I'm like a bumble bee I'm cornered and I'm ready to sting.
I don't sing but got a heater that'll make u stay "N'Sync."
My rhymes will lyrically cripple u put yo whole body in a sling.
So come on dog let's hear somethin we ain't bout to mingle.
Yeah I knew yo punk ass was fake somethin like Kris Kringle.
So go get yo ass a hot fresh donut from some Krispy Kreme.
Only time u get sticky is when eatin one or havin a wet dream.
And my best bet is they ain't nothin but bitches on your team.
Come on at me man and I'll send u straight off into heaven.
but Hell is your only choice so get ready to burn "string9487."
I'm gonna make this battle count so I'm takin ya ass down.
and don't come back at me beggin to go for another round.