'Quik-Spit' what up u 'piece-a-shit', over there 'shittin-bricks'/
'Sick' while I'm punchin-swift, wit-multi-hit-combos-bitch'/
Lets-Get-it-over-QUIK........SPIT! Until I say Fool/
U Lil 'Stool' pigeon done broke the 'cardinal rule'/
Don't ever fuck wit some1 who is way above yo level/
U gotta better chance of gettin str8 frozen by the devil/
Here-my-Treble? cuz I dont think U quite get it/

Rapbattles.Com: Were Sick of your raps, U might as well quit it/

'U-See-Quiky' Ya rap's Been 'slipped-a-Mickey'/
They stumblin and fallin not 'hittin-very-quickly'/
Fuckin "DrunkPunk" Your punhlines a "pre-stunk"/
They're born, "already pussy", Just scared 2 'Throw-a-punch'/
'I gotta hunch' Just stop rappin Quik, maybe that'll work/

Quik Spit: "I thought words whaddn't real, but now they startn'a hurt"/ (LoL)

Quik Spit ya Dip Shit, shoulda known u wasn't ready/
Your words are like Butterknives, Mine R like Machetes/
Held Steady-ready to slice his head into confetti/
He gaspin for breath, I'm hittin switches in Chevy/
And Ridin Out this battle wit another Win/
The almighty one, PimpaLicious-PimpinKen/