my sister cudda came up wit better shit/
ya rhymes weaker than a fully paralyzed bitch// ( cant move)

i dont like games, so pogs out the question/
but i'll beat u in this, and my prize is ur intestines//

cuz im like a horror flick, just call me freddy/
and u the first ta die cuz u blacker than night time on the sharanghetti// ( black people usaully die first)

he thought he'd win with elegance and grace/
but he cudnt see me even if he had bi-focals and binoculars taped to his face// ( for nearly blind people)

i think its bout time i put u bak in your place/
cuz u got shit twisted more than a shoelace// ( tie and twist ur shoe laces)

cuz imma bid dawg and u just a parasite/
u leech of me to get where u want in life// (parasites leech from their host for a living)

ya girl left u cuz u a nasty boy/
u got more nutz in your mouth than an almond joy// ( lotta nutz)

u walk around wit a big chest but u still a punk/
my shotty will leave ya shirt wetter than girls pannies ery month//(their periods)

who ever told u was good must have denied it/
cuz like a stray bullet you've been mis guided// ( missed the target)

them 1940's blues u spit should be sent to heaven/
cuz imma blow dat shit away quicker than 9/11// ( they fell fast)

realize u battled a real nigga whos a renegade/
who hates u fake thugs ur all minute maid// ( soda)


MWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH east harlem stand up