*I do all this stupid shit to make my verse look really cool, all tha cool guys do it. Yo Yo Yo grabs tha mic that aint there, YoYOyOYO tokyo hoe!! looks at an invisable crowd, starts feelin tha intense heat from tha peeps... I begin to DROP THIS... Yo YO Yo!!*

...........HA!
Killa don't know he battles wack spit, I guess kk's just.. to lagit to quit!..
duk can't touch this, even if he was an MC wit a hammer lookin' pist!!..
but he get's pissed on & drenshed by tha only hot flow he ever felt!..
I can't do nothin else to Kobra, so I'll make tha snake kill its-self!!..
tha weakest link to claim Pro, and continues to think he brings pain?!..
Damn right, ya rhymes would hurt any duk that loves to wright tight!..
Word is Bond and I'll shoot some advice, Killa's... Stay tha Fuck outta sight!!..
Man.. I couldn't be more nice, so I'll beat ya once and not think about twice!!..
kk does research on my type, WTF ya wanna find a book about my life?!..
I'll hook ya up.. with spit's that kats like, lickin' Butter off tha tip of my knife!!..
His punches don't connect, no way you’ll win this after I stomp ya dell!..
Kobra's wreck?.. think of a preist dying, this Killa's got no chance in hell!!..
Have ya flow freeze and leave ya nose broke from me swingin' a bat!..
His (w)raps is plastic, shit was so easy to rip I feel I should thank the kat!!..
Ya name.. I'm trashin on it, my punches land harder than crashin comets!..
ya spits are ass n vomit, ya dad put's dick to ya mouth cause ya askin' for it!!..

16 bars 2 less than him...

good luck, please let this count... sorry I was late...