Won't waste-my-time wit this faggot, he cant rap so he copy and paste-his-ryhme//
How can he be Dickless if he is such a prick and throws the weakest punches wit each line//
Verbaly 'Gas' him and 'tear'-him-apart, catch him if he had a 'bear'ingly large head start//
Deteriorate His mind so he'll have the I.Q. Equivilent of a fart//
Drool acid slugs to part and stop his heart, The 'line' goes 'flat' and So I send him his Vital Charts//
Have him shook as I send him ova a mountain ina shoppin cart//
Have him read these Nikes check on his head,Him winnin,,no me losin Unlikely//
Foot to his face ..yep thats the correct place as I kick him wit my skills of Bruce lee//
Color his face red wit flame and his own blood like a crayon//
Him beating me is like sayin Malcom in da middle could take Jackie Chan//(in a fist fight)

thats my verse