my verse

after this battle ther'll be no healin you/1
I must be paralyzed from the neck down dog I ain't feelin you/2
i'm tha best, the only way you'll be higher is if you replied before me/3
but your like watchin paint dry you always fuckin bore me/4
i'm an ignorant fuck, and you can also call me rude/5
it's like ya took "dude your gettin a dell" and fliped it cause "the lleds gettin ya dude"/6
or you can call me acne cause I embaress many faces/7
your rhymes wouldn't be tight even if you LEFTOUTTHESPACES/8
this fags probably at home writin his rhymes in a skirt/9
but really you beatin me is like Gary Coleman catchin his growth spirt/10
give it up you can't contend with this fighter/11
your shit wouldn't be smart is albert einstein was ya ghost writer/12
i'm smashin you with a 20 line lyrical diss/13
I'll stand one foot from you give you a lyrical shot and you'd still miss/14
dog for real your limiting it to 20 that's ok i'll still kill you/15
the onlyt way you'll win is if they don't read my rhymes, but they still won't feel you/16
i could spit lyrical bombs at you and kill you without them blowin up/17
you couldn't spit sick shit if you were throwin up/18
you wanna test me i'll hit ya vest happily/19
point blank range and crack ya chest cavity/20

Enuf Ced