Better Than Ever Before de Beyoncé

I'll make the Jokerr cry if he wants beef and slap his face so hard
The tears blow off and penetrate through concrete
At a speed so accurate that we both die after it
'Cause each individual atom split
Nuclear death, drag him to the afterlife
After they cap a life when I kill the bastard twice
Resurrected to spit flames insane
Cause on scale I'll get more 10's than 5th Grade
From any judge when the battle commits
Grind Time, URL, Yea! We can make it happen bitch
We can bring it to the King Of The Dot
Where I'll jack the Jokerr and make him fold on spot
With the hand that I hold on top
Flip his whole block like a Rubik's Cube when I throw shots
Who is you to dance with the Devil Dog
When your rhymes have no substance, they just fall
No content or signs of being conscious
I don't even know why I'm entering in this contest
I'm beyond you, matter of fact
I'll be the only contestant that you wouldn't dare respond to
You're petrified of the genocide
And court jester just means you'll be the first to testify
When my arms strike
Hit J-O with the K and put him in the E-R twice
If its beef then its beef for life
No truce, You play flutes? But can't even play your card right?
You've been in the shit for twice as long
Yet we're stuck in the same spot, so what the fuck went wrong?!
From what I heard, you had a killing on Myspace
But now you're on the book grilling the image of my face
All mad and shit, cause I've made more Jokers disappear
Than a David Blaine magic trick
You maggot bitch with cum in your throat
You wouldn't even get ass if you were the butt of your own joke
No point until I prove one
Your last diss was ballsy, by now you should've grew some
All because he disagreed with your charge fees?
So you make a bitch move like dog fleas?
Motherfucker I run the heartbeat of this one man army
With a verse that is omni
Godly lyricism, flow that could part seas
I'm the reason why art bleeds and iPods breathe
Sad story that I have to tell
So hate me cause I fucked Lady Maribelle
From the back 'till her vag was swelled, she had to yell
On the carousel until the castle fell
So what's a Jester to a Jedi with anger?
What the fuck is a sword compared to a lightsaber?
And fuck your chopper spittin', I'll pop a written
'Till your image looks like the top of a helicopter hit it
I'm a beast and you can see why
Which leads to the next letter I will have to write to D-Pryde
That little faggot geek would get more than shattered teeth
If he ever found it in his heart to battle me
But he won't hope he takes this as a compliment
And since he's signed, I guess he'll have to deal with the consequence
But for now I could use that 500 bucks
And the exposure from actually showing the Jokerr up
On his own track, The Galore
Of stealing the spotlight better than "Ever Before"