Vs MC Kyle.
Mc Kyle...What a dope ass name...What kinda faggot, asks you to battle...has NO info...And all you have to work with...is MC Kyle...
See Kyle Is Simply Kyle, He's Lived An Average-Life/
To Beat His Ass Shit You Ain't Have Ta Ask-Me-Twice//
He's Got 'No-Weight' So Him 'Workin Out' Is A Known-State/
Such A Faggot Flowin-Straight Is Impossible To His Known-Fate//
You Fuckin Witta Lyrical-Genius, The Only Miracles-Between-Us/
And It's Comin From One Half, My Raps, You Lyrical-Phetus//
The Info You Give Out Must Show Ya True Street-Cred/
Nobody Knows You And Linc Is Known To Defeat-Heads//
I Mean Basically He's Facin-Me N I Know This Fool-Sucks/
The Only Way You Get 'Da Feet' Is When Jackin Wit A Tube-Sock!// (haha)
Fuck Kyle And His Battered-Wife, I Ain't Need Ta Scatter-Ya-Twice/
I'm More Madder Then Nice About Yer Less Then Average-Ass-Life//
MC is for More Cock, So He Puts A New Meanin To 'Cold-Cocked'/
Cuz Beatin Kyle Is Easy, But Him Beatin The Meat It Won't-Stop//
Kyle Wants 8 Bars From Linc, But My Bars Come In Weight/
And Since Yer Nothin In Pounds, I Hope You Can Hold Ya Own Weight//
