haha mr. or should i start with mrs bluvd, u little bitch,
when i hear ur name it gives me an itch,
only a small one, about the size of ur dick,
theres just too much shit, i could say, that i could diss,
you go on, for so long, about how u never had a loss
man look at ur battle record .. 0 wins - 0 loss, u cock,
thats about as much game u got,
ur gona get beat its a matter of time,
ill just bust the shit out ya line,
u better use ur time well,
cause u know you've lost when u hear the sound of that bell, thats not the finish,
thats only the start, u fucken retart,
u fucken loser, u probably work at the fucken fish mart,
thats the closest ur gona ever get to the real shit,
stick to the boys, your used to it,
nothing wrong with fags, only u, the one that is glad
to suck on my cags, and gag down ur throat,
from the package that make u choke,
dont mean to brag, but my looks be better then yours,
if i wore a paperbag, or had written on my face in capitals FAG.
we haven't even finished round 1, im havin just too much fun,
but i dont wana murder u, im just gona punish u, humiliate u,
till u spew, then u lick that shit up and chew,
and u admit ur defeat, and thank the lord,
for the 'dissin ur about to recieve', a mouthful of beat,
and rhymes u could never even dream u could meet,
then the final bell sounds, u now know where ur bound,
and if u should ever be found, anywhere near this mound,
i will hunt u down, and take ur 'crown',
but i wouldnt wear that shit, cause ur crown means shit,
u cant even spit, man u dont realise who you've just fucked with,
well now here is the moral out of all of this,
u should just give up and quit...