i spit right on ya eyes so you can see my skill/
ya shit hurts me like swalowin an advil/
only way you get shit flowin is if you pop exlax pills/
conquerin me is like climbin up 90 degree hills/
hang you out in the cold like pie on window sills/

my spit affects ya brain, like a rusted chain, bitch gonna feel my pain/
makin you wet yaself like its rain, fuck ya hand bitch get layn!/

bitch slappin emcees cause ya too weak to punch/
and if you did only ya knuckles will go crunch/

my shits complex and advanced like cripples doin a dance/
your rhymin so bad that you wouldnt hurt an amps. stance/

you need ta elevate, ya shits goin past the basement/
better call in work cause tomorrow your gonna need a replacement/

i saw ya last battles, and all i gotta say is stop rap and rest/
i even felt the pain when you lost to the non-member guest/
he cant even post and he brought more heat than you/
your even wacker than rapbattles makin there own shoes/

i murder you with math problems a child could figure out/
lke 2+2 and you mind didnt know what it was talkin about/

your whacker than square root of 3,and a 16 dollar bill/
when i run up to you with a gat you will be lead filled/

man i pray for you to get better cause you lack so much it hurts me/
gay fuck after every battle you take a curtsy/

whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack