aite man, max is 20 bars.... here it go,

Cats be thinkin dey all superstars, rappin gangsters wit lowridin cars/ well most of these cats are fake as scooby doo, but u kno what they still aint as fake as you/ your ass come off soundin like elmo, thinkin u can fade dis means u deserve an elbow/ yo ass be a rapist while bitches are on my jock/ your poor ass is still mad cuz I didn’t let yo sister get at da cock/ you runnin round slangin dat bammer shit/ not knowin sellin bad weed could yo ass in a pit/ is you stupid comin on dis battle against me/ let me just put it simply, yo ass was watchin cartoons when I was makin hits like an OG/ cuz my homiez are like da united nations of dis game, we settin da rules to follow while u tryin to come up wit a name/ see ur ja-rule soundin ass need to go back where u came from, cuz if we go toe-to-toe you gonna be da one dat gonna run