This is essentially the first thing I ever jotted. In class. So just to stop you before you start, "This is your first, and hopefully last" just kill it. X-Trills, please. Thank you.

Firin' audible missles/
to rip through like police pistols./
Above you like dog whistles./
So while I'm supersonic, you're simply hydroponic./
I revel in being on the devil's level./
Opponents? Shit, toss 'em in the kettle./
Ya street creature, bullshit preacher—Pleased to meet ya!/
I try to reach and teach while your ignorance spits speach about what you deposit directly./
Don't disrespect me./
Your oregano riddlin' is vocal diddlin', weed's utility is in ravioli./
Smilin' 'n' stylin' while ya talent slumps,/
Reality closin' just hit up a groupie's rump./
Your fuck'n body like a clutch, I'll dump./
Your crib's hazy, you're acting lazy/
Welcome to my auditory killing spree/
In a battle you can't phase me, how can you overtake thee?/
Deliver, pause, I'll rephrase, 3rd party sprays of praise./
Smokey got the munchies?/
Gorging on lunchies AND brunchies?/
It's phat to be fat? Think it's all that?/
Well fuck that! Do what you do,/
just remember: Biggie's dead too./
His match met. Big Target./
That's how smart-ass I get./
You say I rhyme to rhyme./
Well, hell, I put pants on one leg at a time./
I'm self-depreciating like a Daewoo/
But I'll burn you like a Polish Jew./
Sprechen ze Hebrew?/
Ah jew rye, rye rye — Ah bleed and die dry.

Oooh, all the drug opposition certainly won't win me fans here...
Shit.