Now everybody from RB, Put ya mutha fuccin' hands up and follow me
Now everybody from RB, Put ya mutha fuccin' hands up and follow me

Now while this nigga rests at his desk,
He knows in his mind he can't contest wit tha best,
He came to battle, So he left wit a vest,
This niggaz shitty, Shit he can put me 2 death wit his breath
(sniffs)
Fucc a pen, Fucc a pad, I'll murda this cat wit a javelin,
This ain't battlin', This is him takin' punches to tha abdomen,
He staggerin', Shiverin' prayin' to God his skillz come equivalent,
Askin' why he has to recieve tha death penalty, Screamin' he's innocent,
(Walks away)
I'll dismantle ya self-esteem with my back to you,
Devour U singin' an R Kelly track, No need to rap to you,
(Turns back around)
That wasn't a punch it was a slap to you, I slap bitches,
I don't see why Im keyin' this verse, I don't fucc wit wack bitches,
(Slaps him)
Here's my dick in ya mouth, Ain't it tasty,
He's gettin' shitted on, Got his head up his ass cuz he's afraid to face me
Sneeky changed his name when he started audio, But now he's doin' text again
Now I can rip out ya intestines and sell them on a taco to some crazy Mexican
(Sits down)
I can eat this nigga easily, I ain't even gotta be hyped up
I seen ya picture, Ya pale as fucc, And it looks like U like butt
(Stands back up)
Yo dog let me give U sum advice, Buy a keyboard, And since U don't have a life
Stay home like U usually do, And don't decide to reply till U can key up sumthin nice
Fucc it U can have mine for half price
(Hands him my computer keyboard)
U juss lost this battle for ya crew, Now go explain to them how U got ran on
Oh and for pointer, This kid changes his name more than a dirty bitch changes her tampons
(Submits Reply)

(Sits back in his chair bobbin' my head to no music waitin' to see wat he's gonna come back at em with)