Here I am. I guess I'll post first.
It would really suck for a wack emcee, like u, waste his best verse.
Mad mans rhymin sucks worse then Fred Durst.
He couldn't win dis battle even if I was lying in a hurst.
Already packaged up and bein prepared to enter the bottom of the earth.
Even when Im dead my lyrical punches remain to hurt.
Try approachin me when ur style becomes more diverse.
Heres an idea, maybe dis might work.
Flow about what u know and get rid of dat Eminem smirk.
Let me just destroy u right now and get dis maskarade over wit.
I hope u beleive in god cuz u bout to be heaven sent.
Textual bullets shatterin ur bones in milla secs.
U could never be protected even if u wore a teflon vest.
Got u doublein ova wit ur hands against ur chest.
After I finish u, ur whole cru is next.
Pickin em off like rabied mice at da vet.
I won dis battle u were no contest.
I'll take the title, u just stay layin down and rest.

Where u at.