I'll make the Jokerr cry if he wants beef and slap his face so hard The tears blow off and penetrate through concrete At a speed so accurate that we both die after it 'Cause each individual atom split Nuclear d**h, drag him to the afterlife After they cap a life when I k** the ba*tard twice Resurrected to spit flames insane Cause on scale I'll get more 10's than 5th Grade From any judge when the battle commits Grind Time, URL, Yea! We can make it happen b**h We can bring it to the King Of The Dot Where I'll jack the Jokerr and make him fold on spot With the hand that I hold on top Flip his whole block like a Rubik's Cube when I throw shots Who is you to dance with the Devil Dog When your rhymes have no substance, they just fall No content or signs of being conscious I don't even know why I'm entering in this contest I'm beyond you, matter of fact I'll be the only contestant that you wouldn't dare respond to You're petrified of the genocide And court jester just means you'll be the first to testify When my arms strike Hit J-O with the K and put him in the E-R twice If its beef then its beef for life No truce, You play flutes? But can't even play your card right? You've been in the sh** for twice as long Yet we're stuck in the same spot, so what the f** went wrong?! From what I heard, you had a k**ing on Myspace But now you're on the book grilling the image of my face All mad and sh**, cause I've made more Jokers disappear Than a David Blaine magic trick You maggot b**h with cum in your throat You wouldn't even get a** if you were the bu*t of your own joke No point until I prove one Your last diss was ballsy, by now you should've grew some All because he disagreed with your charge fees? So you make a b**h move like dog fleas? Motherf**er I run the heartbeat of this one man army With a verse that is omni Godly lyricism, flow that could part seas I'm the reason why art bleeds and iPods breathe Sad story that I have to tell So hate me cause I f**ed Lady Maribelle From the back 'till her vag was swelled, she had to yell On the carousel until the castle fell So what's a Jester to a Jedi with anger? What the f** is a sword compared to a lightsaber? And f** your chopper spittin', I'll pop a written 'Till your image looks like the top of a helicopter hit it I'm a beast and you can see why Which leads to the next letter I will have to write to D-Pryde That little f*ggot geek would get more than shattered teeth If he ever found it in his heart to battle me But he won't hope he takes this as a compliment And since he's signed, I guess he'll have to deal with the consequence But for now I could use that 500 bucks And the exposure from actually showing the Jokerr up On his own track, The Galore Of stealing the spotlight better than "Ever Before"