man i hear that shit n think ur preestyle, just shut up n learn how to freestyle // this aint third grade, time fo my rap to invade // like u dont no how to spell enough words, bad rappers r like cattle they come in heards // my shit is tighter n better, u right ur shit nice like a love letter // u obsessed with smoking crack, n dont say thats what made ur rhymes wack // i c u a new B, tryna b a rap artist // watch out fo tha fist // cos u gonna feel this lyrical punch, u like em brady bunch // call ur self "RAPPER" BIGGA, i just picture a kid who wants to b a nigga // n spills his wanna b dreams // u can c he's fulla shit sowed at tha seams // but to join tha army u need to be fitter // u slow wit em kids like gary glitter // ur slob like ur verbs, i told u to hit the road n u started punching the curbs..........

uppin votes ppl ....