thiz kinda weak but it should take CARE j DOT

this punk nigga elavating(fly) in rap not even r. kelly could belive*
i make ya have sumtin in common with ya parents u'd wish u wasent concived(born)
Nigga wanted to no if he could win the battle so he went and asked jeeves
the answer was a loss would be his poor tale
i kick him & mom 2 da corner and slap a tag on they back that says "for sale"
put a shell in bum for pick his food out my dumpster
got the hoe afraid of the dark im his buggie munster
but i dont hide under da bed hit ya wit razor flows that cut ya head raw
have u callin my bullets gum cuzz they stick 2 ya jaw
when this fag dickrides is da only tyme he on the ball
i walk tall and rule the sac lands
when he started dis battle he was damned like he was struck wit curse
i could scribe the words in his retina but he still couldn't see my verse

* I BELIVE I COULD FLY SONG