Ayo OG, you wont ever silence me,
this rhyme is goona be tha last thing you see,
cause my verse will blast right through ya computer screen,
hitin so hard ya city will be quarintined,
while ya hits is so slow you couldnt swat a bee,
givin ass whoopins away to you for free,
my punches so fast they r unseen,
pack up a bowl of that good green,
sneekin under tha yellow tape of tha crime scene,
while i listen close juss to hear you scream,
your girl is on my dick n she about to cream,
think about it you could only win in a dream,
the world would be a better place if i shot this fake nigga in da face,

** OPERATOR: 9-11 how may we help.
Tha_SaNdMaN: OG is dead he got shot in tha head, he saw me n his girl fuckin on his bed, his face turned red, then i shot tha nigga dead.
OPERATOR: throw him in tha lake he was a mistake, nobody will miss him anyways.**

this battle was a daze n a haze,
niggas gotta learn crime dont pay,
when i kill sumone I DONT PLAY
i dont giva a fuck what you have to say,
i even got a vote before either rhymes were wrote,
n if you challenge me again, YOU BETTER HOPE MY KEYBOARD'S BROKE,(so i dont accept)
now look i put ya name to shame, think before you act it wont turn out tha same,
IM SO FAR OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE IM PLAYIN A DIFFERENT FUCKIN GAME!!


by tha way your verse was fuckin lame.