aight this battle came straight here from bitch slapped/
but when scotty c beats ya u go wish u neva rapped/
cuz u go get strapped to da roof, with no legs intact/
there will be blood drippin to the floor from ya amputated limbs/
u cunt beat me if ya was controllin me like a character from sims/
next time i ask people for a battle, give me a real lyracist/
some one who can take me out wit a verse, not a rapist/
you so caught up in ya own little world that u realise uve already lost/
my lyrics are so cold i cud turn ya to frost, and make you verbally lost/
and lets get 1 thing straight, you still a light weight so you got a poor chance against a middle weight

pzz no beef dawg