Yo yaz, .... i see that you gotta have personals to win//
pussy, fag, herb.....now thats enough personals for him//
fuck... ur 3-1 record has just got jacked//
i snatched that shit, just cuz im 0-2 doesnt mean i cant spit a rap//
my flow is tight, and you flow as if u were six//
i thought i would be dealin wit an MC, but yaz is just alittle bitch//
yaz....A Legond is what u clam to be//
well clearly ur not, and if u were a legond, the legond just got beat//
since u were battlin wit rhythm u should have came prepaired//
my shit will slauter your rhymes, and afterwords leave u visually impaired//
Yaz u shouldnt have asked me to battle, that was your mistake// Its like you signed your own death warrant, and sealed your own fate//
Shit yaz...don’t the truth hurt?//
And if your wondering, the answer to the poll is yaz got merked// Yo since my first line, my rhymes have beatin u//
i just changed your record from 3and1 to 3and2//
yaz... even when i was 8 homie, you still rhymed worse//
My shit just ate ur rhymes, fuck it, it ate your whole verse//
and yo, that inside joke what was up wit that?//
that shit was pointless dogg, matter fact that shit was wack//

"i pick heads -cuz this bitch loves it were the tails at"
"speacialy wene it's his sis wit er muti colored strap gat"

yo .. i hate to tell all of u, but i dont got a sis//
i kno alot though... especially including his (yaz)//
yo ...thanks for the win yaz, but that shit u did deserved//
you challenged me yaz, and shit....u got served//