2 lazyval:
I rip my texts off myself
Then I file for infringement
Lamers linger to battle
Envisioning severed ligaments
My rhymes are custom-designed
Like the weapons for Blade
You're just made
You lounge around and hibernate
I'm the one who sets things straight
You're a type-cast cat who acts so sissy
Your first name should really be 'pussy'
Now, I bet you wanted to say "go loose"
Didn't ya, lad? You landed of all four
With no kneepads
Plus you smashed your head
Obviously, not too much of a loss, is it?
You sound dizzy, vocab thinning out
No long-term dissing, you soon'll be missing
Wrong kind of bout, no doubt you're out
You might piss me off, fella
But i'll piss ON ya
Bring the coroner and a dental record
Cuz this would-be-corpse fakes the formula