get ya prewritten verses, someone betta "arm" this serpent,
cuz it's for certain, u can't "hang" wit me your whole well being is "curtains",
get the lighters some body must of gassed him up,
when god was passin out skills he must of passed u up,
another no show..somebody give the medics a call
your fuckin wit marrzz...dog ya name says it all
i'm a rapper...all i ever do is write rhymes,
your a "cobra"...all u ever do is "bite lines"
stop coppin, c-4 ya pockets if u attack my dividends,
"bite" my style i'll knock out ya teeth so u can resemble senior citizens,
"g.i." shouldn't of copped the 4 from "joe" cuz this battles already ova,
didn't u watch the cartoon all the loses went to cobra,
so u thought u'd changed the game...remake the name,
dog our toilets might look different but the shit remains the same,
my bars hold killas like county at sentencin time,
yea u destroy "rappers" after u open ya gifts at christmas time,
marrzz cutta, i'm the nigga that steers ya fate,
i'll have ya battle record lookin this year to date,(0-3)
"r. kelley" this kid he's lovin my "joy stick",
told me to "cum up" u should of seen how "astroid hit",
your not hungry so why u ask for the beef,
shit everyday i stomp a snakes face in the creek,

last words:
snakes are wack and so is this guy...called for war but all i got was a weak battle cry,
i'm nasty like the shit in ya draws but i'm a classic...bring ya A game cobra cuz F don't mean fantastic

i know it's weak but fuck it i been gettin know shows everytime...no feedin