what's your name i didnt catch it Christianite
dont worry man someone out thinks your lines are tight
how can you be the best when i'm ten time's better
be worried your next i'm throwin rhymes forever
i'll battle you here and now doesn't matter wherever
i'm busy you know though i will endevour
it's a fuckin fact that your a complete failure
it's just that your like fuckin a semi-trailer
big ass rear end need reverse lights and beepers
scarin me at night got a fright rapin sleepers
dont know bout you but i dont really like this
servin your ass right here with a CHRISTIANITE diss
make sure you check all my shit before you take piss
i served SOUL SKRIPTZ with a plate of chips for this.

yeah... uh hmmmm keep that shit comin

i'm stickin a knife in ya wife coz i got the right
to do what i like spit on the mic every fuckin night
did you get your miracale no it's not comin
it's right here the lyrical flow start runnin
fool tryin to present yourself your an embaresment
what you gonna do bout your health after my harrasment
knowin you got nothin but a vocal detachment
he's not comin back he's gone take his accent
at the top now your on a hundred mile an hour decend
now you know me and the way i represent
take your shit home your fake dont pretend
lock this fucker up alone in his basement