C'mon dawg you want me to compete, your lyrics are lackin punches//
No personals, i don't even have to duck, cause im untouchable, like acid lunches//
Couldn't beat me if i handed this win to you with a certificate of appreciation//
Cause your ass is so retarded, like drunk bum at the train station//
Ill shit on you, D-12 stylz, just to show how much you worth//
Claimin' to be hard, but the hardest time you been through was birth//
Murderin you, and stabbin you, multiples stab woudns to the head and brains//
Multiple blood and organs stains, covering window pains, cause my shit go against the grain//
Ill spit these lyrics to you, right in your face cause you a shitbag n i dun like you//
Fuck narkotics, jus' my lyrikal tone in your brain will spike you//
Jabbin and hookin' as my lyikal punches hit you all over and inflict damage//
Then send ya home, shittin ya daks, and they charged you for extra baggage//
You could try to beat me but to you dawg, thats impossible to do//
You couldn't have good taste if i fed my words to you, in a stew//
So take your banana and vaseline cause i don't want in on your gay idea of fun//
Cause you neveer gonna shine, like if the moon ruled over the sun//

Round 2 dawg spit ya 2nd verse....