Does a bitch like you know what it means to battle?
Spitting flames out the grill like slugs of metal?/
I guess not, cause if I thought right, I'd say you weak
Thinking you furious but you just another Memphis Bleek/
But I thought wrong, your ass is even gayer than that/
I bet ya legs are spread high and tha floor's touching your back/
Fucking pussy with no fury, your punches are luke warm
and it got you constipated that you be dropping shit storms/
I read your past battles, trynna sound so complicated/
News flash bitch, you suck, and that's even understated/
Your underrated, undeveloped minds be given birth to lines
that could make Biggie and Pac turn in their graves/
I should~ do em favor and murda you lyrically~ or betta yet
horse whip your faggot ass like a slave/
Call you Kunta Kintay as I revoke your freedom to rhyme/
The end of fiori is just a fuckin' matter of time/
This bitch trying to battle is worse than committing a crime/
I suggest you hit the circus, cause I hear they be missing a mime/
And fuck your 10 line rule, we battling here fool
and if your mind can't handle so many words? chump stay in school/
Betta yet , get street smart, and i don't mean trickin'
who am I my kidding?, fiori might spend the rest of his days butt lickin'/LOL