aight, here...yo....

I'm runnin tha race backwards n keepin pace/
cause unlike u, i'm not afraid to go face to face/
U supposed to be Da Legend like this was Zelda/
and ur tha bizitch, so weak even 4 'Links' couldn't help ya/
u keep talkin bout ur merk list like THAT would hurt this/
but ur lyrics r too soft just like a flirt kiss/
This guyz lookin to go against skill but here's tha deal/
He's lost to six newbs, i guess Da Legend is not real/
U don't want me to continue so Imma end this rhyme/
by throwin up my 3-most middle fingers n tellin ya to READ BETWEEN THA LINES!!!/

good luck yo...

__________________
<marquee>?</marquee>