u prewrite ur s**t mookie we seen u do it before u dont write it once u got the battle if u battled someone else it would have been the same bars with different explanations

Judge the battle on only my verses dont count JG's this is a track mook dont put hartless in ur mouth and come with personals when i battle everything will be at u not general bulls**t here is 32 bars about u personally mook and hook and then JG killed it so here u go this is goin on myspace and ima post it in emcees corner and its goin on Hartlesses myspace

mookie again all this s**t i rap about is about u things you've said and things u do on this site so again all personals which is what battles are about so here u go………

http://www.zshare.net/audio/61…..93a1e8dc6/

hes to busy googlein erythin 4rm tha track haha

i was cleaning my apartment, now im gonna listen

oh here are my lyrics

ima battle this faggety french lookin terminator(remember his pic with the sunglasses)

with a shrew for an ass but lips like an alligator(he cant back his mouth up gaurentee)

i tried a collab with loose but i just cant love a hater(i cant like mookie)

especially mookie cuz he cant flo now or later(double meaning he is weet like the candy and he will

and when he raps he sounds like a retarded darth vader(no need to explain)not ever be better than me)

seriously when he flos i think i need a translator(who can ever fully understand him?)

the dude kills himself all i simply do is cater(i provide the sustanance, food mookie the stuff ppl feed on)

to his disability,bein not as real as me(ur street disabled compared to me)

i get to act silly when im beatin up this philly(i get to have fun cuz ur like a girl)

are u gonna get a milli when u start to killi killi (im bein patronizing and mocking u)

all ull get is a biddi biddi that's life in the penatilly(thats what ull get cuz ur too stupid to pull it off)

you'll be a b*tch to the biggest dude on lockdown(the little boys who run their mouths become b*tches)

he pluggin u from behind askin where u from u say outaWOW(ur probly into that s**t u talk about it)

oh ur on tha block with killas crack slangin(patronizng and mocking)

so tell me what set is u bangin the truth aint rangin(meaning its not ringing true u aint claimin)

hook:

mookie talkin like he gets a lot of nookie

but he just a rookie(u pay for pussy u are not a player)

so hell crumble when we rumble like a f**kin cookie

time onca again for u to play hookie(u leave from the forum all the time and tell us like we care)

cuz i beat u up like u didnt pay the bookie(i beat u)

when we battled first i was just bein lazy(our first battle i didnt try very hard)

ur guns aint real they say do da lop a daisy(old sour cream commercial plus bb gun name about u and

when i listen to u my brain goes all hazy(i cant understand u)                                             ur “crew”)

am i hearin mook or an arab patrick swayze(u sound gay and weak)

ima flo here and go a little bit crazy

ima bloody mook like im directed by scorsese

oh u gonna find me or is that just a maybe(when u said u'd buy my ip address)

cuz i dont do that s**t so come at me man hate me(i told u where i was at come get me)

cuz im killin u lately, cut u up after i bake thee

thats old english see? just for u mookie

you is just all b*tchy, little snot nosed whiny(u still a boy)

arab and french mix richy, rich in a white tee(u r not a thug u are a rich boy u've said it urself)

so go ahead grab ur check book get some money(refering to u bragin about money and what u canget

cuz u about as hard as that 80's b*tch band blondie(weak and discoey u get it)

if we dont talk s**t you'll stop bein hastey(u said u'd stop if we stoped talkin s**t)

to write lies, well id rather shoot myself in the face b(as long as u keep doin this retarded s**t id rather die than stop makin fun of u)