Don't matter if you spit first, ya shit just gets dissed worse//
and since you always spit worst, crowds leave your organs dispersed//
I write ill punchlines and submit the tight verses//
You couldn't stay ill if you contracted tuberculosis//
I Hit your vocal points and crack joints with blunted weapons//
Im droppin biologikal bombs dats y u neva c ma opponents steppin//
Bitch im capable of gettin Everybody against you, I'll let you know my belief//
Son, you talk a lot of bull so you get a lot of beef//
dis man aint an emcee hez a muthafuckin bitter//
dawg u probably couldnt spit hot shit if u wuz a lighter//
dis mans flow is mo fragile den fine china//
embarressed wit his sexuality screamin "Dont Need a Vagina"//

ova.... ur turn