Here goes....

So u wanna challenge tha crisko Kid?
My Rhymes stick it an rip it all up in ya lid
Im like subliminal messages, im real subconcious
When ya sleep I awake and fuck wit ya Head, Flawless
Thats how Im described by many
Crisko don falter much, so i drop u a Penny
like Hardaway from back in tha day,
Theres no maybe on the out come of this battle, no gray
People call me black Jesus cuz my Fro So high,
But not only do i bless da mic holy, I spit acid in ya eye,
jus like a cobra, im vicious an deadly
take it to tha bank in a battle, and break u down steadily
So ta end it Glad i cant hear the sound of ya voice
So now theres no need to vote, cuz i jus made ya choie