Grits782: Hi

screWownS: hey

Grits782: how be you

screWownS: i be chillin'

Grits782: sweet

Grits782: ex-narrator

screWownS: i be crazy son. I bes spittin my rhymes like i aint got 'nuff time

Grits782: you be fat like a cat in a hat

Grits782: sucka

screWownS: I say" Watch it son, look out for numbah one

Grits782: yeah right, you wanna fight, I'll beat you with all my might

Grits782: my rhimes is tight

Grits782: to

Grits782: yo

Grits782: momma

screWownS: my rhymes is bettah, cause i sprinkle lots of cheddah cheese, please exqueese me, for Imabout to bust a cap, while yous be taken a nap

Grits782: you gonna hafta busta cap while is taken a nap cause I'm sick a yo crap I just may snap and kill you

screWownS: whatever you do, Ill take yo shoe, and give you what for with my fists, cause i dont think yous can handle this

Grits782: Yo fists aint got nufin on my 9s, yo life is gonna be mine, unless you quit

screWownS: Quit son? that aint in my vocab, neither do i dress in drab. I wear the finest silk, and drink the best milk, cause im healthy, unlike you, and wealthy too

Grits782: you wanna talk about wealthy, thats the only word in my vocab, when I cut yo face it'll leave a scab then I'll dress you in drab, and send you to live in the sea wit da crabs

screWownS: such jest sir, come right over hurr, and I'll teach you not to mess, with me who is da best. Cuz Im crazy like that, and all the ladies say i is phat, with a ph, son, cuz they know who be der numbah one

Grits782: you phat? what a joke son, I'll drop you like a tonn.... of bricks dat is, 'cause i da man wit da mastah plan and i'm gonna bust a cap in you face, 'cause me and my crew own this place

screWownS: if we was in a race, id beat your face, cuz im fast like that, and you would be in last place. What a sorry case for a human ya'll are. And dont get me started on yous car. Its a heap of junk, unlike mine, which make me look like ahunk.

screWownS: punk

Grits782: yo car that fat piece of crap, and you, you can't even rap, unlike me. I get mine so alls gonna be fine just gimme some time

Grits782: punk

screWownS: punk? son, watch yo mouth aroun da grown ups. While you be sipping from yo sippy cups, cuz ya'll baby fingers they dont wrap around a real cup, or a bottle, like my gin, and rum. It goes down, yum yum. I get hammered like every night, then i get into a fight, and always win, cuz im livin in sin

Grits782: gotta go, I'll rap wit you some otha time, but i gotsta go

screWownS: ok, peace son