i thought he said quick battle, but this kid took an hour...
i culda spit three verses-and had time to take a shower...
this fake cat's devoured, and cons on the eatin end...
that's right i sweep reps-and his is just a dream in text...
why cuz he's thug whyte, grabs a pen fo sum tuff type...
with one loss-i'm stuffin his corpse-and this aint even a ruff fight...
he just buggin me, this slimeballs a slug to another degree...
50 percent unstoppable-that's a crock a bull-he aint enuff an MC...
he comes from a wack breed, the super stupid kind...
never touched a mic at a club-cuz he only knos how to computer rhyme...
tearin me that's a joke, only thing he's tearin is ass...
if theirs proof he's got skillz-it's just air in a flask...

im outt bizzithc...11111