yo cross over im about to make your flow go slower
you sound like a fag not to mention a dick blower
my raps attack this bitch and pin u to a wall like blue tack
don't bother makin tracks dog u sound like ur on crack
you first piss me off by dick riding on one of my battles
when i say your bad at raps take the advice as an example
cuz i'll dismantal u burn u like a candle you little prick
the only time your sick is when your holdin ya dads dick
i'll switch on this bitch your a paracite spittin like a dike
i bet im embaressing you now cuz u won't put up a fight
i don't even need to try cuz your getting your face slapped
i'll take it easy on you only cuz im in a battle wid mentally handy cap
you stay so fake to the game you'll never ever seems to change
my wordplay will fuck your game and make ur brain go insane
mutha fucker you think ur big specially wid dat sig
dude your so damn ugly you have to desguise urself wid a wig
this guys a spastic your rhymes are made out of plastic
why do u even write verses we all know there wack shit
im'a attack it my punchlines leave you 6 feet under
you'll never reach fame wid skills like yours no wonder