12-16 lines, no hate, no alias play,
just one rhyme against another
3 to win, 5 to ko



I aint gay but Ill smoke this fag/
I already fucked ur mom, sister, girl, even ur dad/
and watch out cuz ur the next one to get fucked up/
dont even bother coverin ur face or duct tape'n ur butt/
cuz my spit is like acetylene, burnin thru anything/
eatin ur brain, turnin ur gray matter pink/
to ur at the point u cant rap, let alone think/
really dude its cute/
that u think Im on the same level as u/
cuz ur rhymes get a ten, but bitch I get that plus two/
(sing) 12cent hooligan, killin some fairy men/
I dont care that I went first cuz either way it'll hurt/
before this bitch gets the chance to lie in the back of a hearse/
that's it, checkmate, gin rummy/
its over, no more laughin, its not funny/
director says cut, cuz I just pulled out
and spooged on ur tummy/