Treach p you’re a disgrace! N whos 2 blame? Your 2 blame 4 goin straight 4 the fame before u’ve even gathered the respect in the game/
If u ever audio battle let me no, so I can put ear plugs in n make a personal no-show/
You’re a homie whos tryer elevate, but I’ve seen more elevation from a hot air balloon which hunters been usin as bate/
I only lost so many battles cos im battling the best straight away, I got as many wins as u n u battling newbies who letting u win cos u pay/
U just a shit dick whos bumming niggaz everyday, u must av inherited that shit from ya dad cos hes gay/
Did u no hes in prison 4 robbin a liquer store, he did that on purpose cos he likes pickin up the soap off the shower floor/
Your like a fuckin bacteria, but im the bleach, you’re a wack mother fucker who got a problem wiv speech/
Your dislecsic dawg cos that shit can’t be wot u meant 2 write, boy this ain’t a circus this a lyrical fight/
These rhymes getting under ya skin like a scarab beetle/
I’l slice ya arm wiv a knife then inject in heroin wiv a rusty needle/
Laughin, as Watch the sweat drippin from ya pours while inflictin u wiv pain/
This heres burnin through your skin like a heavy dose of acid rain/
This shit as tight as a knot on a parachute harness/
U about as tight as lace that can’t be tied cos its been polished off wiv varnish/
Im gonna stop now cos ya grittin ya teeth so much Im startin 2 c cracks, now giv up rappin nigga n get a job servin up big macs!

That’s it y’all, uppin!!!!!!!!!