you told me to start this thing, boy you crazy i'm the king,
i rule these battles, while you in your crib shakin your rattles,
you comin at me tryin to be tough, ok court jester, i'll throw down all of your stuff, this ain't a bluff,
i'll take you across the four corners of this earth,
make you wish your mom didn't give you birth,
son i hate to tell you this, but its the truth,
you stupid, challengin me is the proof,
you told me battlin would be a pleasure,
i'm takin you to a whole new degree of measure,
pleasure, what you talkin about,
doin battles make you want to whip it out,
i'm though, so i'm goin to end on this note,
you can't hang, don't try, cause you ain't gettin no vote.

Christianite