Aight lets go!!!!

Cyris is that all you got?//
sayin Faggit ass shit like that well get ya shot!//
Ya shit has no rhymes//
ya got so many lines but battlin me, ya shit dont compare ta mine//
"You shoot-in opps u missed"//
ya sayin wack ass shit like that dont come close to gettin me pissed.//
Aight son//
we not even done battlin and i already Won//
Dawg ya stink so bad imma have ta add ya to my shit list//
after you spat all those lines, not 1 attack hit me, they all missed//
Ya say ya gonna make me freez in action//
i'm cold but i dont feel nothin happenin//
"Ain't no recounts when my nutss like whoa" what's that sappose ta mean?//
I'm gonna murder the fuck out our lightweight ass, and knock ya flows clean//
This homosexual spits so much shit,//
but in this rap game his wack ass will never fit//
You walk around sayin you hard but really you a pussy without the clit,
i'm gonna squash the shit out of ya non-intimidating lines ya spit//
Fuckin Faggit,//
battlin me, you say you gone win, I aint Gone have it!//
This kidd battlin me and he's only 14,//
i'm gonna knock you on your ass and ya attitude clean//
This kid was born on January 23,
he's young with alot of energy and his words still sound obsurred//
Spittin lyrical lines to me, i'm gonna kill you in Ressurection,//
i'm gonna murder the shit outta you then take ya to the doctor and tell him i think you got an eas-in-fection//
Dawg battlin me is like takin the S-A-T test//
piss me off i'll put a bullet through your chest//
Newbe bess be wearin a bullet proof vest,
cuz i'm gonna flow this kid out with out takin a rest//
This kid come up ta me, he bess back down,
before his young ass get's smacked down//
In this rap game you is Commited,
after i'm done ya flows will be Restricted//
You battlin me when i got Extreme Perfection,
how the fuck you gone battle me with no pretection//

~whitenigga~