**Trip Red Beam as he walks on the stage...**
**I Pick up the mic ... RED starts shaking!**

Your record sucks, it's about to suck worse, I'm not done,
Even if I was your dad i wouldn't call you my son.
Light you up like a candle, Somethin you can't handle,
Control yourlfow better than a fucking roman candle.
My Fam Can't stand ya face, its a discrase to my race,
Keep your soul packed in a bottle in mah briefcase.
Whys Six afraid of Seven? Because Seven "ATE" Nine,
Whys "Red Beam" afraid of me? Cuz, he knows he cant rhyme.
You aint worth a video tape, I Spitt a famous mixtape,
Last year I heard that you were filed for man rape.
You smell worse than mace, I already won the hunam race,
I took your own medacine and gave you a little taste!
Your found Guilty, for sucking, I just closed the fuckin case!

I think that was 13.... Sry... oh well...
I think that was pretty good.. i guess....
Peace!!