I'll deliver the blow, like I was FedExing whores/
you check out more guys than grocery stores/
death is inevetible dog, so don't procrastinate/
you should be sentenced to death for the whack lyrics you make/
I'll lyrically rip you, disembody you limb from limb/
like retards in spelling bees, you're never gonna win/
you're like constipated retards, you can't even spit dumb-shit/
and I got speeding tickets, cause I'm quick to spit sick shit/
you couldn't spit sick even if your name was Chemical Ali/
my flows will combust you internally, separate your soul from body/
you couldn't connect a punch even if you called collect/
you thinking you're gonna win this? that shit ain't correct/
you remind me of crack fiends cause you're starving for my lines/
I master your mind, cause my lyrics got your brain in a bind/
I'm the type of nigga to break your legs, then help you off stage/
I could end your RB career by taking your book, and burning the page/

go...20 lines max...kinda long