ok ok...you so hard sweet heart quit your actin/
only time you had a nine in your hands when immitating michale jackson/
your right i couldn't beat you if i was hand yous a penis/
but you get me off, thats whyyour rhyme sounds like your mouths filled with semen/
what was you think you aint' even close to me, dont you see/
rap circles around yourb, you ain't a propheticy, but a pee on to me//(http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=omens)
look your right if this was a race youd have yoru day/
but this is a battle homey, you still runnin away, im runnin a race, while you runnin in place//
need a napkin boy got nutted on ya face//
im thesun dog you a night stalker, yes i said thesun, but imight be ya father//
so you gonna bombs, your aim is off bra', droppin them sill huh//
thats cool im the US bitch you playin saudia,/ arabia//
but its cool your rhyme wouldn's sale, its way to stale//
i hit you with more punchlines like "dude you getting a dell""//
you suck this battle shit, thats sho nuff//
off this website now bitch you get no computer love