It's over..that's laymen's terms to explain to this herb, I'll whore you
But after seein your title, I should probly spell it out for you
You may be creative, duke..but you lack in this writer's craft
As I crack and pop your bones right after your wrists get snapped
M's wack..activity and length of stay define vet for mosta these guys
I'll bet they'll be fuckin pissed when they find out your post count lied
Honestly? All things aside, this battle don't mean shit to me
And I'm only chalkin his outline so I can trace my steps to victory
Only comin as sick as I need to be, while you belong in Front Lines
I'd say don't drop nothin shitty, but you gotta post sometime!
So, walk the plank..you're fuckin wack and need to get off the board
Don't even own a gun, only put a hole in one on a golfing tour
Your rhymes are a bore...I'm not even tryin, just die fag
Cuz my fists kiss the lips of a bitch more than Madonna has
Your sad..
Get thrown from the top of the steeple, to the pews and land in grace
I'll destroy your rep...self-respect, and image till your losin face
Fuckin disgrace, I'll put a burner to your dome...when I shove your face in the stove
Smoke this Oregano, and get laughed at cuz I made a mistake to think you're dope
But the act's up, it's curtains..so let's give him a round of applause
When these punches Effect stability, and you know he's down for the Cause!

Something quick for you, I've got battles I'm actually worried about.