It's long overdue, time to hand over "your crown"
Forget your battle with J-INC, this is war now
Lookin for hookers is the only way you tour towns
But one glance at ya mug, and you know the whores frown
I'll have you regretting this fourth round for the rest of your life
Cuz you think you've got skill but you're not even close to the best on this site
For those of you just tuning in to this battle, here's a little recap
In the first round I threw three jabs and proceeded to leave Funky's teeth smashed
Second round, Adept is found to be the victor yet again
But after the third round, somehow Funky is declared the best veteran
Then the real bitch in him is revealed by his alter ego DymePeece
Now I'll literally kick the shit out of this kid till his spine bleeds
His mind's weak, I'm the equivalent of him times three
I'm clean cut but still grimey, on stage Funky could never stand beside me
I'll make him quit spittin (
again) with this slick written
I write so much heat that I need to wear thick mittens
And Funky you should just give it up, seriously, you suck at rappin
You tryin to blow up by spittin flames but when you light a match, nuthin happens
You ain't hip hop, you just pretend, like a fuckin actor
I'll stab you with a handle and leave the blade stuck in backwards
It's nuthin for me to easily crush you, bitch
And have you goin crazy like magic mushroom fits
Seein all types of shit, you don't believe your eyes
Maybe now you realize tha truth is this site doesn't need your lies
You neglect to mention you have to squat when you "piss excellence"
And even you admitted I am the champ up in this bitch Elements
