ok....i'll spit first...

I'm sicker than tuburculosis, pack a cannon with a focus/
that's killin all the players and the coaches/
Embarass you in front of company like dirty roaches/
Approach this and get served - the situation, hopeless/
Quote this - jot it down cause juggernaut wrote this/
The wild animal rhyme culprit, ferocious/
Close captions, nigga walkin behind you with a dosage/
of terrifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers/
The Grim Reaper dipped in all black like Folgers/
Packin four heaters and carryin five holsters/
Suppose if, I was to let you put up all your posters/
Let everybody think you was the dopest (HELL NAW!)/
I'd rather strike you quicker then the cobra, box you up and sold ya/
Take you underwater and hold you until it's ova/

good luck homie......