Blaze enters...Grabs the Mic...
Looks at ole' white boy about to get fucked up...
Puts' his lips to the mic and begins to spit...

What the fuck you talkin’ about me chokin’ this bitch must be jokin’
Or just pokin’ fun or maybe he’s still high from last weeks toke’n//1
Let me tell you about this kat Spry…he’s a new guy, which comes as NO surprise
Usin’ whack ass lines couldn’t get through to deaf kids if you were using signs//2
His shit’s gonna be prewritten and spits real fast just like the last time he got some ass
Prolly gonna throw some shit out like “you could battle yourself and still finish last”//3
But in fact this kid is too fat he’s not black he’s white trash forcin’ me to kick his ass
It’ll be real fast in like 4 bars your history becomes the past//4
Cuz I don’t need 8 BARS to tear you apart you think it’s over but this is really just the start
Look at the chart your ratings have declined since the start, Up in bitch slapped talking smart//5
You have double digit posts and they’re all in the same day I’m gettin’ out my glock to take aim…
…At your face we’re playin’ at my pace slittin’ your throat leavin’ no trace of blood stains//6
My rabid punches hit harder then yours when I spit your corpse falls to the floor
They open doors for me at the Source when you can’t even get in the Whack Lyricist Awards//7
Your pants don’t fit you and your parents won’t miss you It’s not worth me to diss you, time to dismiss you
You need a tissue? Don’t know what hit you? You see how far your whack rymes get you//8
This is my creation, print this out get some lamination plug it in to your play station
This is lyrical animation I bring it to life leaving you gasping for air with no ventilation, I’m at a higher elevation//9
Now who’s choking when I spit You could lift 40’s with you vocals you still won’t be fit…
Just popped you like a zit with a white head on the tip of my prick//10
I’m sick, this is religious shit clear your ears you must not be hearin’ it
Blaze got you lit, punches leavin’ you split, you could spit glue and still not stick//11
I swear I’m done, your torture’s over your rymes are the size of Yoda…but Lower
You need a 4 leaf clover want me to say it slower…fuck you dawg It’s Over!//12