aight look, he's only given me 16 lines but i'll take him out with the minimum//im spittin severe lyrics and im landin puch lines that r goin right inta him.//look lil kid u dont really wanna be battlin me im a lyricist ur a bablin mc//see im like acid when i rhyme cuz i burn and spit// yo when u try and rhyme tight lyrics dont exist....
like february thirtieth// ur jus a lil kid that cant bust a nut an never cums hard// for real u must be a stupid drunk cuz ur always spits dumb bars//i'll mix the letters around and S-E-R-V-E a hard V-E-R-S-E// give u a penny cuz thats about as much as ur worth



aight thats my shit i only had a few minutes cuz im at skool but it was jus some quick
o yeah and the serve and verse check the spellin cuz they have the same letters all i did was mix em around