First off you aint a Rap masta, you juss a dick jacka//
You prolly think i couldn't come out harder, Damn bitch you dumb I've neva see any body retarder//
Ya damn right ya battled splinters and ya lost, ya ugly ass go ta prison and i bet ya wont get ya salad tossed//
This kid is one of those non royal snobs, the highest paying he's eva got was givin Blow Jobs//
I bet ya would fuck me ta shit, but i hope it would be harder than you spit//
Dawg ya rhymes are weak, battlin me, southernrapper, splintes, ya juss goin on a losing streak//
I think ya need ta quit Whinnin, matta fact ya need ta quit rhymin//
Ya say i'm a computer glitch, but really i'm the soon ta be Big Tymer and i'm gone be hood rich//
Rap Masta D is someone no one will remember, to bad i didn't kno him last winter so i coulda merked him in December//
This kid is juss a faggit ass nigga, sayin fucked up shit like he did makes me wanna pull the trigga//
Fuckin faggit you prolly got herpes, ya flows not hot they cold like slurpee's//
I'm juss a Battlin G in a situation, i'm bout ta merk you out of Vertualization//
Yea that's right my name is Merking King, i'll merk your ass on the internet or in the middle of the ring//
Dawg ya should juss quit juss forget about bein retired, ya wack ass lines is one thing no one will admire//
Fuck it lil Homie, I juss comitted a merking and you dont even kno me//