ok...
see im the kinda guy/
who puts it down in every rhyme/
shit you only worth 10 cents, its coo you a dime/
see i sit here 'n' wonda why they even let you register/
if it was be, you'd be wit oscar da grouch in a trash canister/
cuz you really makin me sick/
yo rhymes leave an odor 'n' stench/
dat smells like yo mama pouch, da equivalent of tuna fish/
take the lesson, and apply it/
you shouldnt be so dam defiant/
you say wanksta so much Eminem gon want you as a client/
you'll be 50's hype man/
singin in da background at da concerts/
thought you was gettin a compliment, til you realized the truth hurts/
see you'll only get fame/
by wearin out otha artists rhymes ya lame/
nobody'll know yo name, they'll jus say/
HEY THERE GOES THAT GUY AGAIN/
haha you really thought you was hard, you really thought you would win/
but i guess you went limp, well its viagra time again