aighty

Ha yer gonna lose bad cuz all yer lines be lies./
Ya try to win battles butchu should start sayin yer goodbyes./
You juss be think "hey this chick be an easy win."/
Think again I'ma battlin sin./
Chasin ya back to yer garbage bin./
watchin ya eat yer dinner- a fish fin./
You's juss tryin to be ghetto around here./
Trying to be 'cool' 'n cause fear./
Yer lines are juss this big smear./
I'd have more of a challenge battlin my mirror./