Yo first of all like ja rules diss on dmx that ryhme was weak,tha scariest thing bout it though is that like ja thats u at ur awful peak/
i see u as a zit and sadly ma name is clearasil,that means ur gettin popped and then washed away and i quite enjoy that cleansed thrill/
i hate when kats from ma own crew accept tha oppurtunity of a battle,but worse than that is when they don't come hard and spit wack verses of pittle pattle/
like a sniper bullet ma diss goin straight through ur vest,puncturin through ur skin and bone and rippin your still beating heart out ur chest/
you got lethal tactics and i got vicious determination,they say it's wots in tha heart and not in tha head thats wins a battle so u should hand in ur resignation/
yo and as for you backin up ur battle verse with a link,that bout as useful as a blackman cookin egg foo yung jus leave that sweat & sour shit to tha chinks/
and dawg you only spat eleven bars when u could have done fifteen,that shows me that ur wack and don't deserve to be on tha warlords roster or team/
yo like eminem on 8 mile i'd go accapella and would still rip this fool,while i keystyle every diss and every bar of every verse u ponder and think "he still ripped me how can u do that,thats cool"/
shit we both young and still got plenty of time to elevate homey,while i elevate and get a deal with sony ur jus found out and labelled as a phony like tha wwe jabroni/
fuk it i can't even be bothered waistin anymore time killin u on this verse,after readin tha previous punches every voter on this battle know it's u who leavin in a hearst/