You and your girl have something in common, I've taken both your hearts//
Yours I drained and hers I broke, after tearing that pussy apart//
U better hit wit sum good rhymes, dicksuckin' maggot//
Or die like u died 'gainst*me agin*I uncovered ur faults,fuckin' faggit//
Now I regret that I said we gon' spittin' 10 lines//
I merk u even if I spit only sum two-word rhymes//
Battling you there aint no games to be played//
I hate battlin newbies like you, so murder will be da case//