His Verse...

nigguh, ill have this bitch made nigguh Jay B flea when my gunz shown//
im gunna send this dude back where hes from; the unknown//
i got the mack and all, beat u in a sec wit these shots that im dissin//
aint talkin basketball when i give this guy a "tech" and his "shots" are still missin//
now listen Inversry; quit free postin, ill bag u like groceries//
u couldnt get bit off if ya ass was fresh poultry//


My Verse...

Just Check This Real Quick.... 6 Lines...

..Ill Bust And Slice Ya 'Flesh-Open'.. Like Kids Being Blazed With 'Fire-And-Flames'..||
..Like Burning Notebooks My 'Text-Is-Smokin'.. Ya Don't Express Ya Alias So 'Retire-Ya-Name'..||

..Ya Can't Overcome Me If Ya 'Quote-My-Lines'.. Ya Not Speakin Like I Striked Ya 'Throat-With-Nines'..||
..My Verse = Straight Illness An Peeps Will 'Vote-On-Mine'.. Ya Can't Advance If Ya 'Coat-Ya-Rhymes'..||

..This Faggot 'Sticks-To-Balls' Like A 'Baller'.. And If BasketBall Is Rapping Hes Not 'Making-This-Shot'..||
..Like Hobo's Boxin This Was A 'Quick-Brawl'.. Ill Jab Ya With Knifes And Have Ya 'Aching-In-Spots'..||


Something Quick... To Rip This Kid...
Personals... He Says Hes A Baller...