Yo I got some time any you all sleepin' on this battle so Ima spit my verse now...10 Lines only, anybody that says to 'return the favor' is a d. rider! fuck them bitches!

Aight here is my verse, 10 lines I mean it now

No Feedin' Neither

Intro: Hahaha...Yo...this bitch be a fat white kid...has a good record ‘cause he hasn’t taken on any real competition...sticks with the simpletons, exactly what you are, BITCH...

Your Rolling 90's Unscripted, Kind Witta’ Fake-Fitted, Wanxsta-Aquitted//
Might Not Even Read This ‘Cause Your 95' Computer ‘Short-Bitted’!//(heh...)
You Admitted That Your Own Notions “Is-Littered”, “Short-Witted”//
‘Tasteful’, So You Don’t Think Fore Lickin’ Your “Old-Baby-Sitter”//

Ayo Dire, You Come Home Drained From A “Day-In-The-Streets”//
Leave You Pained In The Chest Like NYC In A “Day-Of-Defeat”// (Memorial Day, Yankees 8-4 Loss Against Redsox)
Nigga You Rideless, Day by Day You Hop On The “Subway-In-Secret”//
Niggas Like, You Losing Wait? Bin Fillin’ Yo Jeans With Subway Subs-In-Discreet(lol)

Only A Plead, ”NO MORE BATTLING DIRE!” SO Listen To Them Calls!
Every time you spit it ”“Phat”“ It Ends Up Expandin’ Yo Drawls! (Hahaha)

Outro: I told you about what I do...pick faults out as often as you pick out the High-Fat Little Debbie Cupcakes...

Peace!