Fold this poster, make u bite da bullet so fast ur molars holstered
Then da ground'll catch feelings, when I throw J off his emotional roller coaster
Seen wins but now ur sight lacks, ur dimwitted from light smacks
Retard put off hittin puberty.. cuz he thought it would fight back!!
Quite stacked while ur flow so underarmed ur in da pits of emission
& If pussy was suspect, b'tween ur legs certainly fits da description
Res do faster crime as I rapture spines to crunch & snap ur mind
Hows ur UK farmer ass gon beat me? When I'm way pasture prime!
I'll push J's plans waaaay back.. sorta like procrastination son
Scared da crap outta ur creativity.. jus to watch ur imagination run
Capturing thoughts to warrant attention, cause deplorable tension
Smack u so outta place, forget 2nd… u'll jus be honorable mention!
Throw ur faith off the deep end.. your dreams are even option less
Urinatin ur ear & flood ur thoughts w/ my stream of consciousness
Gun talk scorns u w/ sound lead, u pronounced when found dead
Cuz if u'll bleed fo ur country.. We'll start by painting ur town red
IF crown said "allergic to wack", lol, PROLLY BE so rashly considerate
How u expect 2 read my punches when ur gotdamn ass is illiterate?
I resume dominance; old man gets whacked bluffing prominence
Ink "Ur Nice" on bodybags, then get wrapped up in da compliments!
U run-on fumes & if asshole was fragrance u're da man filling aromas
Burn u so bad it won't be measured in Degrees they'll jus hand u Diplomas!

OK IMA SWITCH IT AND END THIS CAT

The scripts-and-spits thats SAINT is known to flip-are-the-best
While J flow is "forced" just like "pissin-after-sex"
I'ma underrated vet and for ya talk ya life I wont intend-to-spair
Da only reason you live In hell J is Because i sent-ya-there
Your flows softer-than-"fleece", "Silk" the Shocker-would-tease
You keep braggin when the only hard punches you ever got-were-received ?
His bombs are inadaquate and they get dropped he-misses-the-boomer
Its evident I'm the meanest-wit-the-humor, your not even male and ya penis-is-a-tumor
Get your friends verses, cut and paste, cuz your gonna need-those-lines
Cuz all your punches are gonna "come up short", like Shaq from the free-throw-line
Beleive me when I say J is a fagg, we got strippers and all he had was-a-null-tease
Even if I "unplugged my computer" it still wouldn't be as "off"-as-ya-multis
J couldn't "draw" crowds even if I gave him "a pencil and some paper" to "sketch"
A win is outta his "reach" when battlin me that's why his punches are "stretched"
There was "hell" to pay when "Satan" created-this-genius
Fuck Adam & Eve & The Garden of Eden, You can plant your *tu'lips on the garden-of-penis(two lips)

OK WE OUT THIS BITCH I.D IN THIS MUTHA FUCKA LETS GET SOME VOTES IN
(sorry it too so long but look how long it is)