Here i go.

ultimately i snipe mcees and ive scoped-out-the-wack cuz like retarded gospel rappers u juss hope-thats-a-rap...
ive broken-ur-back rehabbd ur spits and left u undope-in-ur-tracks ill say it simply UR WACK now can u cope-wit-that...
ill strangle u wit rope-in-verbal-combat and watch as u get gunned wit gats cuz like chokin on bras u juss choke-wit-da-straps...
it took u four threads of talk for u to post ur labeled wit a bitch-account along wit ur shit i should add to the piss-amount...
like poor refs at games u juss miss-the-count cuz like Gucci Store Sales you have a poor diss-count...
ill use ur own pen to slit-ur-throat beat u to a pulp usin ur woman juss to bitch-ur-quotes...
leave u stitched-wit-a-note that says "next time ill slice ur body parts and mix-em-in-a-moat!!!"(lol)...
Spittin remains one of the best-homo-boys uve been known to be a voyuer so u come dressed-to-enjoy...
a breast-from-a-boy cuz ur tongue squeezes more balls than frustrated business men and stress-toys...

Lets see what u can do..