Ayo...

Aint this just~in~credible, i'm battlin my first emcee that admit's he's edible/
I'll have you 'glued to your couch like dumb and dumber' they're 'just~un~seperable/
Fuck sympathy, I dont care if your a newb, i'll still tear your ass hole/
You'll be 'stuck for awhile', can't grow like lawn mowers that 'mowed tha grass to low'/
I'll embarrass you...you won't even 'show your shadow', it'll blow/
Rename you 'Ground Hog' and rely on you to tell if there's four more weeks of snow/
I'll have 'shit spoutin' in this battle, like 'sewers actin as fountains'/
'Add and subtract' wins and losses, and become an rb's 'accountant'/
Count tha strips of bars I spit, that leak knowledge of his ounce of gift/
Even if you climbed 'mountains of laxatives' your scripts still wouldn't 'a~mount~to~shit'/