ok, lets do this....

ill drop a bomb, thatll put u out of ur misery /
ur life will be jus like ur name, nothin more than history /
we can meet up in the park , but u aint ready for my type /
an y is ur mname Dark ?, we all know that ur white /
oh my god, this battle ended b4 the beginnin /
u may be conceded, but my EGo.'s still winnin /
I'm a make sure u pay the cost boy /
u'll end up like Mr. Cheeks, an u will be Lost Boy /
ill "beat" ur head n so u can feel the tempo /
u'll be dead , like the baby if Jackson threw him out the window /
u rap about ice, an how u get them girls laid /
but they say u fell out like people jumpin out the world trade /
but i dont listen to wut girls say /
cuz ur one of them, either that or ur gay /
u aint ready for me /
we'll meet up at 4:40 , ill hit u wit four 40s , an throw u off a buildin thats four stories /
high , ull be lucky if i dont kill u, an simply say goodbye/