This cat has shitty vocab, you need to go take English classes,
Electricuting a priest during service is the only way he would shock the masses /
If skills were heights, yo bitch your level would be gravel,
how can you beat me? You can't even set up a battle /
Tactic I'll make you weep, Tic you can cry me a river,
Cause your like armless paperboys when you try and deliver /
Nuthin to boasts ya get fucked more than porn artists,
So you don't have half a hope, ya defeat is wholehearted /
And as for ya beef, kid it's flacid meat just like hollow cocks,
So like reluctant alchaholiks, bitch I'll make you swallow shots /
Tic sounds like a faggot rapper tryin to get a reputation,
im Enslaving your weak ass like-what europeans did to the Haitians /
Bitch you garbage so be like an ostrich and just go burry ya face in da ground, This kids got me thinking is he death, cause you spiting a hot ryme was never heard of or found /
You couldn't fade me on ya best night ,wit that lame ass motha fuckin prewrite, keep it up wit those punchline blows, but drop down to about knee hieght /
Youve been caught and held hostage, in R-Rated's lyrical stick up,
explosive verbals leave ya body parts for da modz to come n pick up /
I'll treat you like a quick fuck, used and abused, Tic Tactic is leaving this battle fuckin bruised and confused /

Finisher:
You's an actress, slap this bitch virtually even your comp starts to feel soft /
De feet you and put them on your head ,so them crazy thoughts could just walk off /
All deez niggaz know you ain't shit, your all talk and no show,
known to drop to yo kneed to give niggaz a quick blow /

~R~