fuck this, wanna play me, get played...

*grabs the mic, everyone stands up*
"sit the fuck down, this aint a show...this is business"

Before we begin, drop a ear and take note from the wise
I strike fear into MCs, while they shit their pants in capsize
..shrinkin to their ankles to about gary colemans size
your ass is more whack then ur name, and ur skils is more of a fake
ur like rap meets Malibu and Justin Timberlake

ill snap ur neck in 2 places, so you can look up as your world kurupt(s)
just so you can walk away from this battle with some pride, Collar CLOCKED, with ur head held high...

cuz once this match is over dont even expect a 2nd chance
cuz im only on my 9th line an ur scaed shit, pissin down ur pants

Mr 0-0
Mr im surprised if he showed
Mr. only way to feel big is to write my shit in BOLD

ill take yah head and shove it up ur crack and wrap ur ass in a body cast
and tell all the rappers at ur funeral "He litterally spat from his ass"
the embarrasment from this battle and a loss is all u gained
ill take ur name tag and swipe it down my ass to leave u shit STAINED

i smell victory comin closer
a k.o. comin quick
when u break down to cry, i wont be a prick
ill let u lean on my shoulder, FUCK THAT lean on my dick...

its over...please