IMHO it was a miracle you got past ric I'm LOL at your attempts to suck my dick yo the mic's over here! watch where you spit lubin up my lyrics to take it but i ain't playin that shit fareal, you as fake as a cub scout skit or rupaul tryin on the latest lip-stick yo, i don't even have to rhyme on this 1st round and you're clutchin your neck like absynthe asphyxiation you're the type to jack your own rhymes, this ain't battle masturbation! wake up! *ding* the time is 1/2 past k.o. we gonna conga at your funeral like i was singin daaaaaaaay-o! day-ay-ay-o, may-ay-ay-o shows you how it feels to have a J.O.B. i'll give you triple the experience, you're getting 'fired' times three but you ain't Trinity and i ain't Neo what you drive? a Neon? naw, probly a Geo Track(er) this i'ma pack heat in this quiet Storm i pop your lyrics easily cuz they corny like uhhh... yeah, a forced stutter, taste better with fake butter i margarine your marginal methods like a muffled mutter i AM lucky dave, i drew YOU for this round you're spittin nuthin but loogies, 83-post new-bein's get found 6 underground