My Freestyle. Diisin My Son Jae

this nigga j-ross don want to see me when it comez 2 a freestyle/ got him shook out of hiz shoez have him stayin home in da meanwhyle/ I'm 2 nice for him n hiz crew dey all straight worthless/ nobody could beat me nobody on this earth'z surface/ he wuz talkin a lot of shyt thynkin i wouldn't come n battle this nigga/ but i could lay u out wit da trigga or come wit flowz datz like katrina but more quiccer/ rhymez comin early like 6:00 in da morning/ but keep talkin shyt leave ur parentz like Alonzo dey alwayz in mourning/ but don be suprised when I'm wit ur gurl jus 2 beat it up/ because Shaq left da Lakerz jus 2 Heat it up/ but jus call me wonder from now on because i alwayz got bread/ pump da shotty 2 ur head/ leave ur shyt leakin red/ n wait thurr ova ur body as da doctorz pronounce ur dead/ because really u not fvccin wit me everybody knoez I'm dope/ so jus hope that u not in jail n you get buttfvcced because u fumbled da soap/