aight 20 line max no crew votes my only rules heres my verse

aight miss I really don't wanna verbally bust on you'
i jus wanna get u in the bed wit no clothes on and than bust on u'
chick u ain't nasty enough to get close to defeatin me'
should'nt u be playin wit dolls listenin to peaches and cream'
nah let me stop ur clicks a bunch a b-boys this is a MC sight'
ur fuckin wit an A plus nigga your only B boy tight'
yo the only way your beatin me is wit ur hands on my dick'
I bet u fucked easy-e before he died jus to say that ur sick'
u did'nt really wanna get into a verbal rumble'
your like mugsy bougues in this rap game shootin against Mutumbo'
so get ur mind right like jay and bleek'
your rhymes are shit do ur teeth decay when u speak'
please do me a favor and don't neva battle again'
your raps are illegal so basically ur battlin a sin'
your skillz is like a decapatated corpse tryin to be the head chairman'
by the time this rhyme is over ur gonna be my new #1 fan'
i'm bout to leave u wit my final thought like this was jerry springer'
ur rap skillz are fallin like alicia keys maybe u should of been a singer'