aiight round 2.gud luk fiya.

usin telekenesis,u gon feel my ethis..leave u more smoked than cronic
cudnt b ill if u bubonic..ya battle skills outdated like the "tutonic"
period..coz u stop time,check "ya hands"..2 hours to spot ya punchlines..
is it cause u talk shit?..or u aint elevated, why u wanted this in "front" lines?!..
think u got metaphors?..ha,i spot more "flaws" than u got dropped jaws..
join ladyfiyas wackness tours..couldnt escape this deafeat if u had a buy-out clause..
make u pause,coz ur repetitive punches stuck like a broken tape-record..
u aint no brains, u all "wood" up top..so its no wonder u got evryone "board"!..
this battles see-sawed..coz u aint on my level..n that aint just ya weight!..
i peeped ya pic..that fat ass so big it could block the river speight!..
u clearly handicapped ..coz u tryin ta punch way above your (although heavy) weight...
your easy to beat..but why u leavin so fast?..idve thought ud like this "piece of cake"!..
fuck the hate...u aint climbin to my level because "you aint "jack"..
leave you where you probably ended on ya prom nite slut..your fukin back!..
record plus "8"..but u still aint got enough "balls"...to play this game...
you rappin useless...its all fucked up like an outta focus camera-frame..
tie you up like the "dog" you are...and in this battle i even give u a long chain...
n still..i got u choking more times than an afghan..wen he givin false names!..
games over so quick..and ur wack ass didnt even get to "pass go"..
like the other time i called you out...you should have stayed a herbish no-show!...