aight man thanks for waitin heres my verse...

Bash fall short on lines,like droppin off of tree stumps/
Yo shitty verse didnt get you anything but a few slaps and a free jump/
Watch you get stomped,like old Kirk Franklin songs/
I would tell you to shove your ryhmes back up yo ass but it's blocked by thongs/
Left your crew cause you got tired of people on your dick?
Naw,you left because you like the way West sit/
With his legs crossed,blowing kisses to your face/
You callin me a newbie,bitch please that aint the case/
It's sad you scared of Younggadget and his lyrical flame/
I had you so frighten that the only you'd battle me is if I changed my name/
Now I'm about to spread you apart like cafetti/
Battling me is a dumb move like fightin a gun with a meceti/

If yall dont know..I'm Younggadget...