mr.spit, a bitch, a fag.. look at his name he admits he's gay.//
disrespectful too, what you like the taste but you wont swallow.. rude.//

I come through like digital transmissions like crystal my rap-is clear, and that's it.//
spit's flipped criminal tactics comin' in like "white noise" this white boy's static.//

couldn't reap havoc if you was a atom bomb dropped on manhatten.//
D-U-D, you like sadamm, after a month in the spot-light people laughin'.//

please tell me rappin' is just something to kill time.//
'cause dawg, the way you rhyme. if someone heard you, they'd die.//

now you is a real criminal, servin time for manslaughter, 5-9.//
manditory, accidentaly fucked a minor, now you stuck with statutory.//

past your glory, ya sorry excuse for music is like 'drew' and 'tom's' matrimony.//
5 months 'till you done and burried hommie....//

and not-only are you fallin' fast you draggin' every last member of ya crew with you.//
makin' 'em all look like lame kids with fake words, I'm surprised they still with you.//

your loosin' weight in this game like fat kids with tape worms, rottin' away, I wont miss you.//
you need to feed of other people just to stay in shape and make your flow stiff too.//

but even with the most experienced bitten line, you couldn't find.//
anything close to compare with mine, I tear up rhymes like a paper shredder.//

this head-to-header ain't a battle but a lecture.//
study up dawg, 'cause your flaws can only ever get better.//

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