I thought i'd battle you just to see u get merked
dont know alot about u but this bitch is gettin burned
stupid jerk ya rhymes aint sweet just spit weak
I got more skills to knock u down into concreat
thinkin ur from the street I got your ass killed
and no you aint ill only when i have ur guts spilled
I knock u on contious for spitting your nonsense
so you may take offence you'll be left aside on a bench
Knocked out with a rench i own your bad soul
you aint got a role in rap it's in a black hole
you think ur a god you must be dreaming
if you was a god then you'd have him screaming
no he'd laugh at you cuz u was a waste of time
and he'd prob laugh at u cuz u fail to rhyme bitch
im waiting for some stretched lines like ur mums pant lines
u aint even famous but maby in 60 years u get some fans like