I can't believe this stupid-ass nigga think he can beat me wit his dumb-rhymes//
This fool had a boxin match wit his phone,so he could have punch-lines//
Only time ya punches would hit my head,is if ya slapped box with my dick//
Ya brain must be next to ya wast,cuz this nigga think he hip//
I'll leave so much holes in ya body,niggas will mistake ya for a chainlink fense//
Sunshine musta vomitted monpoloy money,cuz he spits non-cents(sense)//
U put a Jordan B-ball card in wrappin paper and opened it,to show me ya could rip the mike(mic)//
Ya need ta get brain from Michael Jackson,so ya can think bright//
U a (L)oser (O)ften (R)ubbin (D)icks,and that the only time ya called a lord//
Why don't ya surf wit ya twin,so u can get a double-u(w) on the board//
Ya a faggot,Sunshine wanted to give me all of his points for sex//
Seens like ya lost ya ecasty,cuz ya punches just are missin x//
Only time ya have a steel heart,is if bashed ya chest in wit a hammer//
Sun couldn't spit nice bars,even if ya was in a tavern full of peep who taught manners//
Ya remined me Mike Tyson givin head,....ya punches is just suckin//
Like tryin ta build a new set of twin towers,ya raps need constrution//

WAITIN ON YA VERSE........