no recyclin n bitin, spit as soon as u can

I already got mine, a fast type ... here it goes

Advo, advo, man what the fuck?, who is you?
Fake ass basin on 1 stupid rhyme, yea u is two ( is stupid too )
Even if u up u down, so tellme why u rapp-in-fo?
You wouldn't look cool if you put on a cap-n-glowed//
Man in a few yearz i be famous-and-rubbin-wit-da-illest-vetz
but yo ass still be aimlessly-strugglin-on-the-internet//
Your shit's as common as takin-it,soon i be gone makin-hitz
Leave the game man - now just sum up and take-tha-hints//
Ya crusin-off-course, you'd be great !..but goofin-of-course
In fact, you plus rap is sum kind of joke like snoop-in-oxford!//
Now u be my "punchin bag" cuz i'm startin my "wicked box-in"
Listen da tickin clock,cuz u gettin failure like da chicken pox//
You u aint the shit doc, to get through ya gotta lick-cocks
Your shitz childish,u'd only gain listenerz rappin on "Kidz-Fox"
You tryna be chillin on the mic,fake talkin u got crush-on-weed
I'm hot-temperted near bitches like ya, so betta rush-ta-flee//
U fuckin wit much of beast,so betta already face adversity
Cuz people be havin feastz, due to your death anniversary//
I'm fancy in the game,sack chaserz" stare-by-tha-best-carz
ya lack em, u posin n ya rhymez r bare-like-tha-pornstarz//
Dont even start the beef, cuz all i reply is such defeat
Dat even if i'm cold n ure hot, i still fuckin burn-da-heat//

when r u gon spit man

he spat in the wrong place he spat wher he was askin to battle

Fuck a bullet of chance/ i got bullets 2 make u dance/ leave blood on ur shirt n pants/ there is no chance/ u'll never be famous/ keep poppin off n leave u brainless/ bleedin in anguish/ betta listen when Cane spit/ be 4 u dead on the pavement/ dont respond wit no statements/ cuz i got my coke razor 2 git ur veins slit/ everybody know that cane sick/ so i'll murder u n who ever u came wit

dat was ok