This shit i be spittin is too good for you to compete...
Your like an iceberg in summer, you cant handle the heat...
You’ve never seen a real emcee until you met me...
Cos im better than you, love me or hate me...
So before you even start bitch, fuck the white jokes...
Well for you there'll be no jokes after I make you choke...
Cos that shit is a certainty, like me as a rap artist...
You’re so dumb you try to buy dope from your own fuckin pharmacist...
Fuck you bitch im gonna have to beat you now pestilence...
Cos on this site dawg, all you do is interfere your a nuisance...
I don’t know why you think your good with your avatar...
You aint popped shit except a pack of Pringles ya hata…
Every rhyme I’ve read of yours, all of them are lousy…
Imma have to stop reading your shit dawg, im sick of feelin drousy…
If you wanna get some wins, then battle the new emcees…
Why d’ya step to fiori the great, come on dawg, please…
My lyrics are lethal, they’ll kill you off with just one bar…
I’ll come to your house at Christmas and ruin your day like charades… (really annoyin game that no-one likes)
So fuck you pestilence, you cant beat me dawg can you…
No show bitch and I’ll come after you like I wanna sue…
Fuck it dawg, I don’t wanna spit no more…
Replyin to me is dangerous, as if its against the law…
When I spit im about as hot as the earths core…
I’ll wrap you in cling film and send you to shore…

come on dawg...spit soon...gives people more time to vote then...peace