what you laughin at.. your "diss" was far from phat/
why you actin black when you probly whiter than a laundromat?/
you talk, and that, but im sure when it cracks down you fallin back/
talk is cheap, so you wont make no dough from that/
ima attack ya person, cos man, seriously i aint seen worse than/
that verse-and you get so cocky, but none of your punches are hurting?/
just cos you say nigga five times and talk bout how gansta you are every line/
dont mean you can rhyme, in fact, the time i see a wannabe get props for rapping crime/
is the time my punches come wack and my structures misdesigned/
its just not gonna happen... your raps depressing like the thirties/
a punk kid... always saying "merk me" but aint got a clue what merc means/
usually biters bite from skilled mcs? those lines aint tight.. mighta been til u heard these/
dont take it word for word, please? and next time u battle make sure the guy aint heard me/
soon as this kid steps off the net, my bet is he'll get totally fucked/
cos if ya sig is ya best shit, rest ya mic, cos sorry homie, it sucked/


peace

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