ok I saw you go offline..do you need to write a rhyme or maybe your computer got a SYSTEM OVERLOAD!!!//
*ok enough playin*
you aint killin pest go find another dude only thing you killin is thousands of babies in a bathroom//
you got no crew and you aint in a gang all you do is get fucked up they call that a gangbang//
this is 1-on-1 but you need2-on-1 just to get half of what pest has done,I wont spit about a gun//
niggaz say they tired of me battlin bout that so how about I take a baseball bat into yo back//
crack out ya disk like they did to rap cd's in '86 I swing for fences you just hopin fences//
From my..wait I caught myself there even if you spit now nobody would really care//
I send shocks to yo body like electric chairs, even if you copy paste this verse you still couldnt compare//
I don't even know why I put this verse up you probably won't even spit back//
So OOOOO I decided to not really rip you up......just leave you wit a split back//