I thought you rhymed well when you wanted to battle//
but To my surprise, 15 lines, of just babble//
Please let me know if your going to brag//
cause, to devour these phrases, would just cause me to gag//
your not an emcee, your just toying with tricks//
change a T, to a jersey; funny, while my lyrics transfix//
I'll scramble your grade A egg's in-to a cake mix//
I guess you're jus an example; of, when your rhymin' in the stix//
I've done it - I've said it - not commin' to conclusions//
I'm jus' messin around, captivatin' your disilusions//
It's evident, the educated, integent mind//
Will take a minuite, kick back a flow, N drop a couple lines//