Vs. Darky
I Don't Need Ta Spit No More This Battle Is Over/
I'm Reved Up Like An Engine And My Head Is A Motor//
Darky's Lookin For A Battle I'm Lookin-Ta-Fight/
How The Fuck Is He Darky When He's Lookin-So-White?//
Yer Style Is Stupid Mine Is One Of The Sickest/
Fuck Wit Me 'Dawg' You Merked Like The Rest Of Them 'Bitches'//
I Understand That I'm Better, You Should Get Down-Some/
How You Gonna Make It To The Finals? You Can't Get Past Round-One//
I'm Crackin-Jokes, And Damn My Rappins-Dope/
I'm Laughin Cuz You Soundin Like A Damn Cat-When-It-Chokes// (ah ah ah)
I'mma Light Yo Ass Up, So You Ain't Even Darky/
This Dude Is More FUCKED Then Gay Al's Dawg Sparky//
Lyrically I'mma Giant And You Ain't Even Grown/
His Punches Connect About As Good As His Phone// (Can You Hear Me Now?) - his phone only has two bars
This Dudes Like Summer Chairs The Way He Be Foldin/
And I Know Linc Beat This Kid Cuz The Credits Is Rollin//
I'm Seein 2 Guys In This Pic I Don't Know Which Ones Queerer/
The Dude Lookin Away Or The One In The Mirror//
He Came As A Joke N He Gonna Leave As A Joke/
I'mma Treat This Cat Like Weed He's About To Get Smoked//
I Can't Battle This Rapper His Ass Is Fore-Gone/
N It's No Wonder He's Dumb His Names An Oxy'moron'//
When I Spark Darky I Might Jus Ripp'em Apart/
This Dude Is So Gassed He Laugh And He Fart//
I Rip Bars So Bad People Sayin It's Marvelous/
This Kid Is The Definition Of What A Novice-Is//
I Break It Down Like A Pro You Break It Down Like A Fag/
Fuck Wit Me N There'll Be Your Name, On Your Toe, Wit A Tag//
You Want Beef We Can Have It Your-Way/
Every thing you say against me proves Yer More-Gay//
You Is A Wack Cat That's Made Some Bad-Tracks/
I'll Leave You More Then Darky When I Explode Like Black-Cats//
We Got The Herb In The Buildin Get Me A Blunt-Wrap/
Battle 101 I'm The Teacher He The One In The Dunce-Cap//
Dawg You Bouts To Be Owned Worse-Then-The-Slaves/
Here Lies Darky Wit You, A Hurse,-And-A-Grave//
