here u go,

His Flow Iz Dumb And Simple Like Retardz Eating Instant Rice...
In Hiz Mind He'z Ill But In Theory He'z No Where Near Nice...
He'z A Heavy Weight By Hiz Post Count But Hiz Punchez Are Light...
Walking Outside With Spandex Iz Tha Only Way He'd Come Out Tight...
Hiz Versez Are Like Novelz, Long But Are Never Bestsellerz...
Hiz Audioz Put Me To Sleep, It'z Sad Cuz He Won't Get Any Better...
He Thinkz He'z Popular Cuz Hiz Battle Last Week Wuz Viewed Tha Most...
It Wuz Mainly Him, Tha Word Uppin Wuz More Than Half Of Tha Postz...
Hiz Flow Iz Intolerable, It'z Almost Like A Catastrophe...
Everytime I Listen To Him I Think I'm In A Tragedy...
LIke Neutral ATomz, Hiz Flow Never Producez Energy...
If Rankz Were Based On Wackness He'd Alwayz Be Ahead Of Me...
His Skill Iz Fake, It'z Nothing But An Act...
I Thought He Wuz Gangsta 'Til He Said Bustin Ninez Wuz A Math Fact...
He Claimz Hiz Versez Sizzle But It'z Still Getting Cold...
Hiz Punchez Are Like Burnt Out Candlez, They're Used And Old...
Hiz Chancez Are Diminished Like Tha End Of Hussein'z Reign...
Treat Him LIke Def Jam Did To Murder Inc., He'z Singin In Tha Rain...

if u don't understand anything don't vote. and don't vote cuz he has more linez than me. quality winz over quantity. start tha votez.