da B, da L, da N, da K, faggoty type gay, if i cal u dat, dat ok?
anywayz u spit at me, pretendin bein a g, tryin 2 rhyme strikktly and u sukk ma style doin it quickly, yo azz worthlezz, i toast it, ghostrida mozzt dopezt, avalanche roll on ya'all, spill ma petrol on foez like ya'all, burn burn da shit outta ya'all, u stall, i get doe, dead prezidentz exchange 4 ya lyfe, a highlyfe, i live in moscow but rap in english, spreadin out lyrical jive, blank catchez ma knivez, tastez da bladez, i dissapear in shadez, now u say u trippin on ma motha, but brotha u dont wanna do dis, cuz i can burn u like a hot lava, pullin leverz on each otha aint worth it, gotta stopit, burn it, step outta it. imma forget it. look, itz a battle, but aint nobody relative-touchin me, ma killa bee stingz deadly and deep, u swallow, kid, physically immobile, haha, i got u, yo style mine, robbin out yo rhymez, ma karma lower then a zero, ma character statz higher then R.Deniro or a fukkin Sub-Zero, comic book hero, bangin on Britney and Shakira yo, imma Hispanic bandito-Ramiro, game simple, we spittin, and crushin on each otha like liquidatin a pimple...

same shit
no offense
straight spittin
lyrical battle

what if we record dis shit?
and make a trak?