Here's lyrics

1st ya killa boy but only killed ya rec
Ya talent's as visible as ruben studdards neck
You founded "rapid erosion" occurin' on bay
Cuz from ya 1st line on ya verses wither away
U wouldn't be hot "residin' on mercury"
Your my inferior with irrefutable certainty
"Capitolize" ya letters an etch'em in pavement
Still none of ya punches will make a bold statement
Ya fans are fairytales, cuz they don't exist
Ya CD wouldn't get spins on the earth's axis
I jus laugh when this nigga claims to thug it
When he strain's a muscle dunkin' a chicken nugget
Challengin' me took some sheer audacity
I drop harder than elevators over capacity
Ya punches don't understand "gravity of situation"
But ya weakass flow gives'em vendication

Ya known to "lyrically deconstruct" on ya verses
Skillz like homeless women with gucci purses
Fuckin' assanine, why do you even bother?
I easily already sonned you and ya father
Ya unseen on rv like strobe's transactions
Shittin' on ya track for its deserved reaction

Who gave you decree to ruin good beats
Ya desirability's equal to afterbirth sheets
Spits could be "recovered patient" an not do well
Spray ya lyrics wit lysol, dat'll cover the smell
Like santa this nigga seein' me's a wish
Cuz my spits wetter than bottom of soapdish
My flows soothin' like sound of birds hummin'
Man, I sonned this nigga without even "cummin"
For me people stay developin' affinity
This lyrical "columbus" claims authenity
Ya lyrically embarassin', nigga u need to stop
On the job this nigga couldn't "punch da clock"
Ya decree's a joke, an this battle's a wrap
Cuz this "state capitol" was never "put on the map"

For those that don't know, decree means-->Authority

Ah'ight here's the link, good luck to opponent

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/1/battlepagesmusic.htm