Fuck this shit bitch, its been 8 hours and you still havent spit//
Your just a little punk who talks a lot of shit and can't take a hit//
I think taking longer than 8 hours is your style//
what a bitch, your prolly just a kid who worships 8 mile//
Your fake ass even pm'd me then never wrote back//
thats ok though im use to throwin away table scraps//
if this were a lyrical track, your ass would get lapped//
Pm'n me?, your askin to get dropped on your ass//
I know i havent battled that much but im gunna make this pain last//
Ill be that lyrical dissin QB//
and youll be my bitch who recieves//
Da moon is just another thing that im gunna make gone//
now i just gotta throw it this lyrical bomb//
all I needed was a bitch like you who talks a lot of shit//
so now im gunna have to say thanx for the assist//
Like I said before im gunna win this thanks to a no show//
I understand you aint that accelerated, so im gunna let you take it slow//
but you better make an appearence soon cuz im thinkn that ur n da middle of a choke//
I dont know how many lines this is but I still wanna go//
Fuck the rules, i mean its not like ur gunna post//
I just wanna spit this shit so you can get through ya head that you cant step up to da evil//
Your like your own little race, I hate your kind of people//
now i wanna end this nonsence//
your punk ass is my garbage now ive tossed it//
and to you this battle is nothin cuz youve already lost it//
DONT BE STARTING SHIT AND NOT FINISH