it starts like this,
this kid thinks hes good and he can rap/
but its just like me takin a shit, its crap//
i hope he dont think hes walkin away alive/
cause tonight be the night that your ass dies//
i got my guns cocked waitin for his punk ass to come out/
when i'm through, he wont even have one breath to shout//
my rhymes are hard like metal and yours are plastik/
dawg, i'm serious, aint bein "Sarkastic"//
i'll throw your ass into china till you catch sars/
and leave you wit a cd wit my 8 bars//
i'd keep my mouth shut if i was you, bitch/
this battle is done and it went off wit hitch//

i know it weak but its all i got right now!