lets start this battle, but you wont last long, you gonna be like weed in a brass bong//
these words coming from my toung are rap lyrics, your shit belongs in a robbie williams song//
telling us to watch what we play, only cuz his homies watch him fuckin masturbate//
think of your words as your bed room, now its time to re-decorate//
you should be a lap dancer, you love it when the punters dont take no for an answer//
im gonna spit more lyrics that will verbally rip up your insides like cancer//
and if i was your white blood cells i would go on strike, watch you die//
the only taste of sex you gonna get is by immitating american pie//
jus like 9/11 your legs can represent the towers, i will fly in to them and brake//
one if killed you, i will pit your remains in a lake for fishermans sake//
i know you a school boy, but rappin for a living? no dawg jus retire//
you ridin like a flat tire, the only way you can be hot is by steppin on fire//
jus to finish i feel i should be the one to tell you your mom loved my dick//
she loves to be fucked, bum fucked, cummed on and having her cunt licked//