there aint no battlin when it comes to him//
there aint no point in rappin, hes gonna win//
he'll wrap u like elves do wit presents for christmas//
wit out the paper tho, just lyrics//
are u listenin, hear this cause when you spit your shit//
u betta be real quick cause masta c's too sick//



*-give it up for a girl here-*
doin what i can to improve