20 minutes? thats a gay ass rule....anyways i was already writin a battle...here:

*graps tha mic and gets in mic dee's face*

ayo:

fuck CAPS i spit rage, when iam in tha sick phrase, my punches will blast your rip cage, like i was spitting ‘fire’ with 12 gauge//
stoppin me on this page, thats like bein paid minimum wage, and tryin to sue bill gates//
lyrically gifted, metaphorically vicious, who said satan's wicked? they lied, iam more malicious//
i still havent said shit~you dont wanna test this, cuz i bring real piss, that will hurt this bitch, and make him wanna quit//
oh shit-my bad, iam being i dick-like ya dad, i shudda make this handi-capped, and like your dad, busted in ya ass a big gap//
young dee, tha wackest mc, cudnt bust a cap if he busted his knee, I spit tightly, your worthless like a batter out in strike three, so heres summtin: bite me//
And I aint jokin, your hopin, to blaze me..but youll die choking, cuz I been dead~they just left the casket open//
You cant be copin, with this lyrical overdosin, youll be soakin~ wet~ cuz my rhymes a-dick an iam strokin//