Friday..... battle rap time

Yo...... yo....yo.... Ya cant step to me like that cripple stephen hawkin'
I run up in ya home like the bases loaded and ya balkin
Slap ya mom's cause the crazy bitch was stalkin me... jockin me..
If I whipped it out she'd be suckin me, but instead I'm just smackin the hoe
Penetratin her ass with my toe, I know you a mental midget so ya don't know
But I'm the realest nigga since Pac and Big.. like how they chokin on my log while you rubbin your twig
Ya babble bout ya money, drugs, and the weak-ass rhymes you made
You just a dancing monkey, a punk, a muppet to me son.....
I cant see fade