'Sup, D?  You frontin'?
Now that would be somethin':
I'm the baddest motherfucker,
So you listen up, sucker.
I'm a nuclear power
So don't look so sour
I've come to devour
The tower
of your 'intellect'
So cower
And don't disrespect
I'm the president-elect
Genuflect,
as I redress this congress
I do this confess, yes,
In this State of the Union Address:

I'm the Devil Incarnate
I'm the "DAMN" to your "darn-it!"
More ruby than garnet
I'm the fire that burned you
the pyre that urned you.
I cut through the heavenly choir
Before I turned 2.
I slash up the Gordian
I'm more overlordian
Than you can imagine.
Your rhymes are contagion:
They disease all that hear 'em.
Or even get near 'em.
While mine are like succor:
now THAT'S bad, motherfucker.
You nothing but a resident
But you wanna kill the President?

I've got distinctly
Incontrovertible proof
That you are more Hinckley 
Much less than you're Booth.
If you jump to that stage
Impetuous youth,
I sayeth the sooth:
you're more than uncouth
And if you don't backdafuckup
You may lose a tooth.

I'm Commander in Chief, 
Of this rhythm nation
While your rhyme needs relief
And an extended vacation.

--
Palavra.  But, you know, you're a sweet guy and stuff.

Daniel

And then Dana was all like...