dude your wack sorry i dont mean to be nosy,
but what kind of name is fuckin fro-z//
i hope that shit dont stand for frozen cause you aint cold,
in fact your rhymes so stale and old dey startin to grow mold//
you just fuckin gay now i know you got your wish,
to battle a somewun whos homophobic and get beat in da midst//
you auta change you name to skittles homboy ya know,
cause only fagots like you like to taste the rainbow//
my majikal pencil thinks up dees rhymes,
you could have nine pencils like mine and still have choppy lines//
i seen you rhymes before is that as far as ya vocab goes,
i wouldnt even call this a battle i call this a no-show//(audio verse)
sorry homeboy but you really got me pissed,
you couldnt beat your way to a battle if you cam out swingin wit a clinched fist//
my mission is to cripple you that my version of strategic,
by the time this writes over you'll be a fuckin paralegic//(paralyzed from the waste down)
you winnin this battle is your destiny to be fulfilled,
but you cant win this battle if your brain is left unskilled//
(closer)
your skill has been faded left distilled,
according to what i see youve just been lyrikally killed//