you here you go...

invalid your a bitch you cant rap let alone rhyme
just face it... its my time to shine
whats a matter... no one can hear ya... cuz you rap like mime
i dont know why im battle'n you... a hooker would waste her time
me compared to you is like 50 cents to dime
your welcome to battle me but your card is invalid
hears some dressing i leave you to toss your boy friends salad
your the first on my Textee Morgue
you got your own web page... www.namwob's morgue.com/org
bitch im bored gut your ass wit JB's sword(check JB1's avatar lol!!)
bitch i send you to the emergency ward
wit your ass strangle'n by your own umbilical cord
just post and say i win cuz im the lyrical lord
your punches couldn't connect if ya had an extension cord
this bitch thinks hes hot cuz he scored in his honda acord
sorry to tell ya this but she was a whore
and your car was made of card board!

im done... wait'n for your post kid!(17 lines)