this fag dont wanna battle me. I speak tight shit his psychic dont fuckin try to see. This dirty ass wanna step up to me and try and be. I'm comin for number one, bitch. You write your easy rhymes for free. go back to the gutter. where you'll move in with your mother. and you'll never know another. cause your sister is your lover.
this guys rhyme lies way outta time, needs to find a fine set'a lines to forget he's tryin. and stop denying and lyin bout what your providin for rhymin. cause i'm prescribin' the writin thats bright and insightful with bite too.
LM wanna be Eminem, gettin bettered by netheads at rappin again. i'm attackin you, like im back on my avenue, where i got blacks and stacks of ammo too. so you can find my interests 'woo hoo'!!
so fuck you noface. feel safe, fake hacker, white cracker, slap yer salami over samantha skinny dippin in the Nam Tha, prancin like a panther, some website jacker. you just been slapped. HAH!!