im lookin to even up and be 2-2
have u even wona battle yet?/
ur shit couldnt be complex wih tha most intricate dialect/
u overcoming me is like a blind person passin a drivers test/
u couldnt seize this onslaught with the highest quality bullet proff vest/
odds of u winning are like eating the center of a doughnut, impossible/
odds of me winning are like getting antibiotics in a hospital, logical/
ur wack lyrics couldnt "fly" if they were in a rocket module/
like shaq projecting a "3", u completely miss the goal/
my goal is to disect and dismember/
leaving this faggot in flaming embers/
im causing micwus casuality, call me tha wack mc hell sender/
my rhymes solid like lead, urs are like the matter in a blender/
like pamelas tits, ur factual and fake/
ur rhymes are as vicious as a garden snake/
vocals in as much demand as dandruff flakes/
ur inferior verses are as "free flowing' as a motionless lake/
victory over u only requires a few bars/
im spittin gaseous combustions like burning stars/
now u are aware, ur tha private and im tha sarge/(sgt)
ur not even on my level,like humans compared to technilogicly advancd life froms on mars/
good luck