YoungStreetz Was Left In The Corner Wen Skill Was Handed Out
This Wins Mine You Should Have Atleat Had Ur Verse Planned Out
I'm Spittin Fresh Shit As If PepperMints Laced My Vocal Cords
You Spit Wooden, I Rip And Break Your Style Coz Your Board
My Verse Loaded And Strapped, Cats Won't Consider Bland Tales
Ur Plans Failed...Streetz An Emcee? All He Delivers Is My Fan Mail
It's Man's Grail, Little Boys Get Fucked And Ur Just A Boisterous Slut
Spittin Out Dry Words, Sounds Like Ur Throat Needs Moistining Up
Go Look At Some Other Battles And Learn To Pick Out Ur Shit
So Make Ur Attempt At This 'Feat'... U'll Just Get A Kick Out Of It.

Pretty Basic....Good punches


WIT ME DISSING U DOGG IT BURNS TO YA HEART HOTTER THAN FIRE.
HOTTER THAN THAT WIZARDS DRESS THAT THEY PUT ON MARIAH.
IM A SHOOT YOU IN APRIL SO YA ASS CANT SEE MAY.
DONT GET MAD CAUSE U THE GAY CLUBS FAVORITE DJ .
U DONT CARRY GUNS SO AINT NUTHIN WITH U AND CLAPPIN.
LIKE BATTLING ME IT MEANS NUTHIN LIKE U AND RAPPIN.
U AINT TWISTA WHEN U FLOW U DONT RYHME WITH PRECISION.
IM A K.O. YA ASS OUT NO SPLIT DECISIONS.
YA BREATH PROBALY SMELL LIKE SHIT, DOGG WHAT THE HELL IS U DRINKING.
ARE U DRUNK OR SOMETHING BATTLING ME WHAT THE HELL IS U THINKIN.
You Obviously Need Help

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