Ez C that okay you just needed a few more punchlines.

this off the top of my head so... enjoy it

Cristal poppin, our songs are rockin
they go platinum all the time so you know we aint stoppin
you keep on talkin you gonna get rocked
in the fuckin face so fill that hole with sock
you see, it's just me, Withersman
In this cypher cuz it's the shit man
you gotta man in Japan and his name is Stan?
Whinge Whinge Chinge Chinge do you understand?
That ment take your sorry ass home cuz you look real bad
we droppin bombs like it's bombs over Baghdad
If I'm gonna diss someone it's gonna be brutal (as you can see above from my other)
and when I'm done with the battle it's gonna be crutial
I'll leave that mutha fucka in a critical state of mind
I ain't pickin him cuz I dont have the time
he'll be dilerious
so nobody needs to get serious
with your two fist up in da air goin worldwide
atleast it's not a consiplated cumilated vibe
I saw da mistres tryna creep on me
it's nothin, I think she be hittin on that ecstasy
when I came in the game I blamed for many fuckin things
As if I told Whitney Houston that she can't sing
But she can't when see be hittin on those drugs
but she keep it real still ridin on dubs
Now that shit is crazy leavin you kinda dazzed
you is high you joined the paper magae
Now is it funny how you had to pay for your crime?
A grown ass man throwin paper all the time
You a Captian America nigga on the run
Gangsta Uncle Sam old you to fight and you havin no fun?
And I'm like R. Kelly sippin on coke and rum
I took your girl to the room and we about go bump