u pick how many lines u want
im da challenger so i will even start
dont get scared

set it up, 10 lines....

listen dont worry bout me bout me blowin shots at ya face, these rhymes gone have u drownin wit da fish in da lake/ and this aint no job so u aint gettin a break, ya lyrics make little kats happy like da easy bake/ I spit wit a dangerous flow, i could still make bills wit out hangin in buffalo/ if u think u could run i a shoot at ya big toe, u a get a spot from a bullet on ya face like marylin monroe/ u probaly get shot if ya ice always glisten, 2 me beef is a deal like good buisness/

I'll take whoever on. Matter fact, let me battle winner.

Listen queen, you best think twice 'fore dissin' me/
You're subject to gettin' schooled, oh shit, now you history/
Since my christening I've been destined to rip MC's/
And pimp bitches, wash your mouth after your girl kiss you, g/
My ice grill alone could jam up a Mac, I've dabbled in drugs/
Work a hand-to-hand, you only work your hand when you jack/
So get smacked if you ain't gone act right/
I leave chicken's mouths white like Pooky after the crack pipe/

There it is. I think I've proved my point.