OK, I'll spit first.

Listen up, everyone put there hands up!
B-Dazzle and J-Dub about to tear the mic up!
Yo dawg, I see that you have an 5-0 record
That's about to change in a minute and 50 seconds.
Maybe its wishful thinking that I beat you
Maybe not, but then again I could rip you up to.
Yung Thug thought he could hang wit me
Until I infected him like he had HIV.
But I don't hate you Dub it's all good
Look at me in the face boy, pull down your hood.
Look into the eyes of the lyrical spit kicka
look into the eyes of this Mysterious new nigga.
Straight out the city o steel into a rhyme ya'll feel
Until it gets in your head and then your brains spill.
The infection runs through your veins then breaks open like a broken water main.
J-Dub, take your ass back home. This is my shit
THE B-DAZZLE SHOW!
Step up to this mic and try to overcome your fright.
After all, you're 5-0. Right?
Wrong, up until now you were undefeated
Here, take this pad and penicl. You're gonna need it.

(Man....I'm not feeling it today. GL J)