Aight. Here's my verse:

Aight look shorty........
U call yoself the undisputed champ./
Wow....U truly are one with that battle record u have/(1-4)
U...Claimin ur da champ with that battle record, that shit is funny/
Cuz u talk a whole lotta shit, and u jus like it....u ugly/
So you represent yo crew, da animosity/
Ur more like the amateur posse/
Nigga, u losin so much battles, it's startin 2 become a hobby/
Ur profile. Holy shit dawg, u killin me/
Instead of readin ur bullshit, I'd rather lilsten 2 sum faggot like Ja Rule or Nelly/
So u call yoself a gadget/
Biting off a lil kid show, that shit is grose, what, u a kid adic/
Nigga u need to think befo actin big and drastic/
The only gadgets u got is ur fuckin lame-ass inventions shit/
All I need, is my mic and my fists to get rid of stupid fucked up peeps that describe u.....an ugly bitch/
Instead of you bein undispute, ur more like a dis-piuny/
The only way u can be 2-4, is goin straight right through me/
But shorty, that's gonna take more than yo creative machinery gadgets and "go-go" demandings/
Why should I even bother battlin you, ya not even 15/
U say ur job is 2 get into girls heads/
U couldn't even meet a girl eye to eye, you'll get nervous/
Instead, you'll pop a boner watchin a show of Richard Simmons/
Fuck, how bout I give u a job 2 get the fuck off this site after u lose in this thread/
Cuz nigga, u be endin up lyin, restin dead in yo bed/
So rest in fuckin peace, u bitch-ass piuny loser younggadget/