Open Mic: Fuck your Text Beef

Bring in ya crew ~  You can bring ya family, too/
Any other motherfucker who wanna stand up wit' you/
Man, I'm tellin' you, dude; ya damned if ya do/
'Cause I got enough strength in the mic to rip the planet in two/
Dawg, I'm always fightin' up-hills, even terrain's against me/
An' I'll be still fightin'...  WAY past the age o' fifty/
Plain an' simply, odd's mean shit, I'm used to three to one/
Gotta problem? Bring ya boys, an' we'll fuckin' beef for fun/
Strangle your throat while you choke on ya bleedin' tongue/
Turn teeth to gums; if God's on ya side, then watch Jesus run/
I make bitches outta dicks. (What?) I said I make pussies from penises/
If ya don't like it, make a post for Scotty to put up ya grievences/
Jealous motherfucker.  Bleach wouldn't leave you as clean as this/
On point, my game stay even sharper than cleavers is/
I could father you "Cleveland-kids," ridin' the first bone you see/
Especially those who thought that old FAKE 'Low was ME/
An' behold, you see...  one o' the only riders this forum witnessed/
Instantly, boom!  Beefin' wit' about four o' these foreign bitches/
Dynasty could tell you, if I tried, I'da left dudes destroyed/
Close ya fuckin' lips Dal; there's a reason I didn't include you, boy!/
For one, you from the States; for two, you more than a LITTLE fake/
Tryin' to come across like Timbaland, when you more like Timberlake/
I'm more than jus' Shady; I'm known as the devil's equal/
The sole reason Hell turned evil; the one who turned letters lethal/
90% of the forums recycled; nearly every verse is spellin' "sequel"/
I mean, seriously, how many times can EACH of you "take an L from people"?/
I'm almsost gettin' mixed up on all the SAME raps you speak/
"Holow" and "Hollow's empty"... Oh WAIT!  THAT'S unique/
In real life, bitches doin' the same thing:  Over-played beefin'/
Same ol' threats, steps an' measures, all for the same reasons/
Replyin' in punches... whether I'm usin' fingertips or spit verse/
Any more I don't ask, "Do I use words or fists first?"/
"Which one hits worse?" Fuck it...  Ante up an' start swingin'/
An' I'll keep it up!  KEEP doin' it, as long as my hearts beatin'!/
So you wanna beef in the streets, name the fuckin' place an' time/
But if you wanna keep it to the text.. do me a favor, stop wastin' mine/