I already spit my verse on the battle you fucked up on, and there is no reason to edit it or make it better so here it is...


aight, fuck it//
i'll spitt first against this bitch dyslexic//
beating this fag ain't gonna be hecktic//
and if he ever saw a dick, he'd probably get down on his knees trying to suck and lick it//
i'm gonna squash your ass like a cricket//
i don't even have to be sober, so hold on, let me pick up this bong, and hit it//
philly'z phinest? haha it should be phily'z easyest//
and you can't possibly think you could stand up to cali's best//
when i'm done with you, you should trade in your dick and vest//
for a pussy and a dress//
it was a stupid idea think you could mess, with m.B.p.//
on raps hall of fame its gonna say, pac, big and me//
after my punches i'ma leave you wallowing in a pool of your own blood and eurin//
unconsciously thinkin, "i'ma kill em'" but thats just you wishn'//
then i'll go begin clubin'- your bitch will see me cripn'- i'll take her home and sart funkn'//
raw and hard, till she starts to cry//
actually that last bit was a lie//
she's such a slut she isn't even worth a hit it and quit it, only if she's lucky would i even let her lick it//
fuckin' hoe, no wonder you two go together like rocky and bullwinkle//
you just got beat so bad it can't be fun//
so quit right now, and go back to swallowing cum, what you can't think we are really that dumb//
that bitch you wit ain't really a good discize//
we know your just full of lies//
the people you really want to fuck are guys//