*warm up*
nappz ima send you and yo rapz back to tha ice-age, lock ya up in yo experimental lab-cage~1
ima watch you pre-writin' spits full-of-rage hopin ya name be on tha RB front-page~2
this is yo attempt at a claim-to-fame but dawg all ya gettin is put-to-shame~3
Rapbattle is ma game, not fo' tha lame-minded bitch ass flame-blinded~4

*works up*
ima slowly cut you up bitch, slice ya inta a million pieces like a voodoo rag-doll~5
open up ya own stall fo' gays titled 'free for all' look inta yo crystal ball ma spits merkin yo wit cholesterol~6
this battles a combat zone, and ama full-blown killer, crush yo poor ass wit ma wallet leavin you in a cold sweat~7
dont get upset, bad enuf yo bitch all wet, had to sort her problem wit a single player version of russian roulette~8

*merks*
Yo fuckin buggin-me ima slap you so hard yo gotta come home fa' work wit 'thumpin-leave'~9
am crushin-trees so a can see yo on yo knees beggin-please ima take this battle wit fuckin-ease~10
yo spittin so light ya drownin in sorrow not-saliva, ima prize-ya mouth open n blast-ya wit ma nine till yo diein'~11
yo ass be flyin on ego, at end of this battle a burst yo bubble leavin yo cryin beggin fo' no trouble~12