okay...

I spit flames, and they're like "Tears Of The Sun"/
and you're "Bruce Willis", cause you gon "Die Hard" son/
my battle tactic is to decapitate you lyrically/
somethings wrong with your lyrics motor skills, cause they ain't moving me/
even if you were "Zen Rappin", you couldn't be "One With Your Rhymes"/
my lyrics would "rest your heart", but "you're too gay to flatline"/
no one "feels your shit", like "paralyzed men masterbating"/
your rhymes are worse than 2% of wack emceeing/
your 2% shit, and 98% wack, you're 100% crap/
you "Got Merked", I'm like a "butcher", cause its this "beef" I "wrapped"/
when I'm done with you, you'll be buried 6 Feet Deep/
Your mom must be "Lara Croft", cause she's a "Tomb Raider", trying to wake you from your sleep/

done...