aight i had to rush this shit but w/e.. better then no-showin

http://www.soundclick.com/mcwhiterabbit

verse 1:
yo it's ya boy WHITE RABBIT, tha new kid-on-RB
battlin Skandaluz.. but this bitch-can't-harm-me/
i peeped some ya audios, u gotta work-on-ya-shit
cuz i could free this verse, and still be hurtin-this-bitch/
u need to go back to text, cuz ya bars-are-wack
and u couldn't spit wid energy even if i sparkd-ya-raps/
wid my hard-attacks i'mma be rippin'-it-strong
i can't tell if u battlin me or just singin-a-song/
if u lookin for trouble, here u go, u found-it
thank god u took that ugly picture off your soundclick/
its like i'm cookin a circus cuz i'mma bake-this-clown
u ain't go no delivery so i'mma 'take-you-out'/
just quit now son, u really can't beat-my-frees
i should play ya songs at night cuz it really puts me-to-sleep!/
besta stand back, cuz u know my flows-hottest
u couldn't deliver hot text if u worked in a post-office/

verse 2:
i'll wreck-this-bitch, u can't text-for-shit
crack ya neck-and-split, i know u stressin,-kid/
u can't stand up to me, cuz i'mma break-ya-legs
ya shit is mad tired, u otta take-a-break/
i break-this-gay, cuz u can't battle,-kid
this fag be soundin like a fucked up version of fabolous/
i'm smokin up this joint, like my mics-a-bong
u don't know how to battle, much less write-a-song/
so why u even botherin, just go off-and-quit
if u was wearin diapers u still couldn't be rockin-shit/
i peeped out ya pic dawg, u ain't beatin-me
wearin that tux, lookin like a fake ass p.diddy/
i ain't trippin over ya, i don't stress-fags
but don't u fuckin touch me cuz thats not how men-act/
man i can tell that u haven't done many-text
cuz none of ya shitty lyrics even makes any-sense!/