I see this is your first battle, well you picked the wrong opponent
Cause the odds of you beating me, is the odds of a cop not eatin a donut
Cause lets face it nigga your rhymes are all random, like the amount of money in bets
Man you be spitten out more random shit then a kid with turrets
And i see your from England, i didnt know proper english kids was into this
Considering the most ghetto person from your country is Lennox Lewis
You aint a gangsta, shit if you had a knife you wouldnt know where to stick it
So go back to your home country and join in a nice quiet game of cricket
Kid your makin a fool of yourself, everyone knows you cant rap for shit
Your just embarrasin yourself, even your family's ashamed of it
And when you go out in public you gotta wear a hat
Cause there more people laughin at you then Martin Lawrence in RUN TEL DAT
And how you wrtie 20 lines in one minute, ah, dont worry about it, PSYCHE
If your gonna write a rhyme dont use it in a battle, post it in OPEN MIC
Cause if your gonna get paid and make it in this rap game, your rhymes have gotta be phat
But the only line that you'll ever be sayin is "DO YOU WANT FRIES WITH THAT?"
When this battles ova, I'll have so many votes, it will make your head twist
But you could always just end this early, just pull out a knife and play the violen on your wrist
Cause when this battles finished, suicide might be your only answer
Cause your weaknesses will be exposed more than a topless dancer