hey yo.........check it.....

t pound my ass, ive heard of better named shitters.....
but after you read my shit you'll be known as fuckin quitter....
pussy--do you got a deathwish or summit.......
i'll take you to the top of everest, drop you and watch the plummit......
you'll be dead, without me havin to even pull the trigger.....
and in your reply bitch fuck callin me a wigga....
cos it dont offend me no more, its just common sense......
to see that im white and not a wannabe 50 cent......
just like yourself--stay back for the good of your own health....
i play serious games dawg, this aint no kiss and tell.....
i know your used to playin that at dinner time with your family....
it comes to your dad and hes like i'll kiss your cock.....
or we could go upstairs and you could wash my knob rot.....haha
so fuck this punk pussy who cant get a pound from rap.....
you shouldve stuck to suckin your mum she said you were good at that......
fuck this shit, i cant even call this a real battle.....
im rippin you and ya come back as fast as a heard of cattle....
i'll dodge every blow, as if your just a goldfish.......
lookin at me from inside your tank thinkin ''i could be like him'' yeah you wish.......haha
look at me everyone its t_pound to save the day.....
thats wot ya get for fuckin his mum on the subway.....
he tries to kill me with weapons thinkin hes really good......
so i spit words his way sendin his wackass out of the hood......
cos you aint from there your from a town called childland......
where already once or twice you've been banned........(dya get it, hes a kiddie fiddler)
fioris here again to kill another wack emcee.......
so imma end this shit now with a "whos next for me".....