Its gonna be Re-al-ity when I smash you down with Bru-tal-ity
Yu gonna be my next Fa-tal-ity , killed for ya Bi-sexual-ity
Fuck this "ty" shit , I'll merk you wid every verb in my spit
Saturday Night , yu gonna be at home wit momma to knit ?
make it a "Warm" sweater for winter , yu little Fagg-it
stick tu battling herbs , If yu selling words , I aint buying it
Yer cheap ass spit and worthless rythmes can't hold up to me
you got so many holes in ya drop , I call you swiss Cheese
like a Slurpee from Sevy , I'll put ya brain in a deep freeze
My exerp"tese" in dis field is unmatched ,
yu got zero experience, like a dick getting no snatch.
I'll absolutely positive that this battle is a "MisMatch"

CrazyE