let me tell you kuntryboi//
this is my first ryhme//
if your disses were money,you'd sell about a dime//
i could battle anyday,anyweek,anywhere//
u laughin cuz u think we rubbin eachother//
if i would be rubbin any1 ,it would be ur motha//
now that your feelins are hurt,go cry to your momma//
but your momma cant cum near us cuz well fuck her up 2//
but u out in the streets in the pourin rain//
u better put your cap on before u start lealin out your brains//
you better watch out cuz im pissed off more than your mom when she had you//
i dont c y you were even brought to this world//
sometimes i wonder y they didnt just ship u strait to the dumb-shit world//
my turn is over,i hope u had fun//
but im so glad you didnt make me mad enough to pull out my gun!!///