monstar wanna battle me so a loss ima hand'em,/
your punchez are like ali gettin back in the ring,
your brains to damaged to land'em/
so your swinging into the air son just hopeing that
you hit me/
but thean i counter attack and leave ya nose were
ya chin be/
throw blowz to ya kidneys till ya spittin out both of'em/
and fuck up both ya lungz till ya coufin out blood/
this faggot callz himself a thug but hez just a bitch with
a dress who promised me that if i win that i could squeeze
hiz breast/
your just a corn growing famers son and ya momz probably
your sister/
you fucking product of incest how you gonna talk shit son?/
you should keep that mouth zipped up or at least take the
dick out/
your flawz are like 2 saw thumbz dogg theam shitz just
stick out/
this faggz about to get ripped out the closet and beat
unconshis and stripped of his pride faster thean a dime
in a prom dress/
ohio aint got no rhymes yo so ima show you no love and
the only rappaz that were decent came from cleveland and
that was bone thugz/

fuck it this what i got for now..its still to dam early for me...