this dawgs geetin me ta spit first so he can spin it round no doubt//
bitch you couldnt spin shit if yo was on a roundabout//
check this dawg he probably cant even rap//
n' dont expect sympathy just cos yo handicapt//
i had to put up wit yo mum in bed screamin n'stead of dreamin//
but a tell yo man am gonna leave yo bitch fleeing n'stead of screaming//
now ill count to 10 before a pop ma nine man//
so go hawl for osama to get the fuckin taliban//
yo need as much help you can get dawg//
yo fightin blind here asif yo in thick fogg//
shit man i dont need to try to whip you//
look, blah blah, yo lifes still nearly through//
here, a tell u what nigga ill give u a dyme//
so ya can buy urself an asswhipper instead of me next time//

threw it up quick but hey dawg it'll do, spit back