Mixmasta-E: Red

Jersey: Purple

Jenn: Pink

u smell really bad
knowing ur my friend is really sad
i want to slap u with the back of my hand
make u fly into some quick sand

that rhyme was as whack as your game,

just like you in the bedroom that shit was fuckin lame,

you wish you were like me,

you wish you were hte best..

come here bitch so i can punch you in the breast

ill rip u apart like a broken heart
do u ride the tart kart?
ill shove ur fist up ur pus
you little wus

ive got a 9 millimiter with your fuckin name on it whore,

obviously youve been craving for more,

well k unit is here to grant your wish,

close your legs jennyfoo cause your cunts smellin like fish

why dont u go down on bill clinton
do it while ur sittin'
u cant have it ur way, this aint no burger king
ill show u some real bling-bling

bitch all your bling bling is fake as hell,

maybe this aint burger king but it sure aint taco bell,

you spit out rhymes like they actually fuckin matter,

when in reality you need to jump off a high ladder

your lame ass is talkin like your bling be real,

but i bet you snagged that shit straight out of a happy meal,

your ass can't even imagine hangin with me,

i'm gonna turn this shit up one more degree,

and start spittin hot shit,

cuz you know im legit,

sorry if i got you cryin bitch get over it

go back to ur street corner
you only give stormin normin a boner
dont make me whip out my gun
up ur ass there will be a sticky bun
u know u sweat my rhymes
ill squirt u out like that ketchup, heins

the only hot shit you spit goes right in your face,

nigga ill blind your ass like mace,

by urself a salad and get a 99 cent happy meal
u stumble around like a wet fucking seal

kyler youre fuckin sexy as shit,

but that doesnt mean im not gunna make you my bitch,

im callin your ass out im putting you on the spot,

ill turn your face as white as that tan line you got

props to you and using my tan line to rhyme,

but just remember who your dealing with...me and my nine.

so you need to shut that hole in that excuse you call a face,

and go chill with that washed up nigga mase

please not that nine u speak off
stop thinking ur so fucking tough
you aint got nothing on us
youre dirty ass ear puss

k unit and j dawg are here to please,

except we dont please like you do bitch, get on your knees,

we spit them rhymes like cows make that butter,

we're fine as hell we'll fuckin make you stutter

those bitches k and j have to double team

just to match the skill of mixmasta-e.

k unit's worth a shit, but j dawg sucks ass,

ding ding schools in bitch get to class,

so i can teach you some country grammar,

shit that'll make a french whore stammer,

sick ass shit you only learn from the streets,

and that are accompanied by my sick ass beats

so dj, rewind that track back

while im lookin at this fine thangs rack,

i'll rock her bed alright and make myself a name in new jersey,

i'll have the whole damn state beggin my ass for mercy.

to cut em all slack and take things easy,

but you know that aint how i roll, fo sheeze my neeze

bitch we reppin the ny city manhattan,

you think you got skills but youre definitely lackin,

j and k unit are krypt walkin like thats whats up,

lets see whos bed you rockin when your dick cant even get up

if you looked in the mirror to see what i'd have to fuck,

you'd understand why my dick cant get up,

im sure its nothing a paper bag can't fix,

i bet thats the only way you can get a dick.

i don't mean to be rude but you leave me no choice,

insulting my manhood, you're gonna hear my voice

stop sptting shit that aint true
ur biting off more then u can chew
u probabaly finish in a minute
ill roll an L and take a hit at it
that shit is better then u in the bed
id rather not fuck u and be dead
nigga u just got owned
ur spitting like ur fucking stonedi spit rhymes that burn u like acid
the only thing ull be fucking will be plastic

now j dawg lets not be too hasty,

or too quick to point the finger cuz did you ever think that maybe,

your ass is the one thats fuckin the plastic?

a collection of dildos and a strap on just added.

you say you'll burn me like acid

well i'll burn you like a jew

straight from world war 2

and no im not a racist,

i got a chink dj, and a black ass bassist

backin me up we all don't give a fuck

what you got to do or say,

we'll fuck you up either way.

bitch i dont have any dildos
me n kris' fine asses would kill those
ill roll u up and smoke u like a tree
youll burn me like a jew?..please, dont scare me!

i don't know what trees you be smokin

but you need to do a lot more tokin

cuz you don't realize that its your ass im toastin

and no im not jokin when i say that your flow is broken

i bet a kid having a seizure could rhyme better than you,

im kickin your ass so bad its boring and im through