Yo...my verse...

Tek jus' another one o' them nerds,
Who battle herbs, wit no words,
This fuckaz absurd,
Wit 3 losses and 10 merks,
He hits on fat grocery store clerks,
U jus another fuckin' jerk,
Who's to pussy to battle somebody like you,
Middle weight, the RB junior high school,
Ima leave you cookoo,
Like a lyrical hiaku,
I don't need to read ya verse,
'Cause I've already sawed through you,
My lyricals are a breakthrough,
It don't take much ta destroy you,
'Cause u ain got the right thesis,
I'm not beatin' u,
I'm blowing u to fucking pieces,
Until u realize Ima genious,
The only reason u battlin' me,
Is to try to get to ma penus,
You twit,
Back off, go suck yo mommy's tit,
U cried when I ate yo girlfriend's clit,
Oh shit,
0-1 versus 10-3,
This guy ain' worthy enogh ta battle me,
He ain an emcee,
just a stupid nerd textee,
And im like Eminem on ecstasy,
Underground, u can't step next to me,
'Cause my ryhmes r to classic,
Face the fact,
U can't hack it,
You cant grasp it, u ju' aint ill enough fo this rap traffic,
Ur jus gonna be the fat bitch workin at A&W, spittin in ma hamburger,
but ta me, u jus' a fuckin ametuer,
Another challanger,
That's destined to be defeated,
That's it, sit the fuck down, spit ya weak ass verse, and be seated!