iight dawg listen

a yo can dis cat takeova he must be dreamin, let his girl gimme brain so i can fuck what she thinkin/
And everbody kno dawg u a clown, rap battle or fist fight u get punched down/
we all kno u pussy datz why i brought the duck tape, let my bitch strap on a dildo ya azz get raped/
dont start bitchin just listen n play ya positin, my bullets assist niggaz worst then j kidd n transition/
so dat mean I aint likely 2 miss, and dawg even though u lost this battle dont get pissed/
you just fucked witt da wrong nigga, u out of ya league what i spit make more sense then vendin machines/
now u like dis cat really is DaTruth, got u sayin he just got in my azz like daisy dukes/
my lyrically punchlines got u weary, and dawg dont come back word 4 word out da dictionary/
imma gangsta nigga dont kno bout x's & o's never been a balla rena but u kno son i stay on my toes/
now everbody kno u got killed, my rymes so ill after this battle I suggest dis cat take a pill/