out rhyme the person above with 2 bars
 

I'm inrobable, I'm instopable/ when it comes the the lyrics, nothing impossible
before i murder your lyrics you better be a praying mantis/ cuz after i finished rhyming imma get your girl wetter then the city of atlantis

no ones veiwin ur shit
cuz ur a blip bitch with no dick [how many bars is it?]

oh well i aint sweatin it

lyrical mastermind u made this line an cant even hack it
like a fudge packer u gettin ripped an wrastled(wrestled)

rhyming is a crime if you cross the timeline
for most of the time you must stay behind

CHEK THA TIME/N BLITZ IS IN THA LIGHT OF THA LIME/NOW IM IN MA PRIME/I GOT A PERPLEX DESIGN/I WAS BORN 4 CRIME/BORN IN GRIME/NOW IM DIRTIER THAN THA THAMES,I THINK ITS A SIGN/R THESE RYHMES MENTA SHINE?/COZ ITS JUS BEN'S,ROLLIN WIT LRICAL GEMS/WOT I GOTA BEAT THEMS/BY HOW MANY LINES?

I DONT GET THIS!!!

a divine power unstopable by words/
infinitely better than most u computer nerds/
byte hard thru to the bone,more deadly than alfons capone/
u'r lyrics will b overthrown,i'm an invisble tornado entity unknown

Like the beads in an hourglass im flowin-like-sand
this kids usin words that he dont-under-stand

get a clue ladies, you wannabe slim shadies/
your shit is as crazy as a kid wit 8 babies/

wait let me rephrase that, your shit is crazed wack/
dont talk back when your battlin ClearStat/

clear stat u open ur mouth an get ur shit packed
like im kobe// u niccas dont want none of this foul young homie
i dont even need the other line this is my time

your time to shine, well maybe just your eye.//
'cause even tho this is lyrical it's still hit's harder than tyson.//
so good even in a battle against you I can count on your vote.//
it only takes one line for me to get tha TKO.//

TKO? shit you still going down to blow
talking bout gunz when youre an informer like 'Snow'//
While you beat off, Im still staying on beat
you need to quit rhymin son your breath smells like athletes feet//

at-least these,
bars accomplish more than just "you're wack" responses.
you couldn't get a compliment if it smelt like flowers when you farted

dont look now hes dearly departed what a fuckin trajedy blunt jus look what we started
its cold-hearted but damn that kids retard shouldnt a started that
rhymin scheme while he was fartin