~This is not even close to what im capable of. But im just now getting off the flue. I had it really bad, so everyone bear with me as I try to get back on track, aight...



You'll Die quike... Excepting this battle put'n you at High-risk
This Fag refuse to go auto, and continus to Ride Sticks...
This fool get neglect like midgets playing Professional League
Death ya Destiny, Your flow's not even close to Zesty Clean...
Befor the Battle you actin Pussy, telling me you scared
Fuck a Vision, Your ability to write rap's seams to be impared
Your flows are week, all you do is feed, and the shit is cheep
I won anyway, Bitch couldnt spit if he lost his lips with no teeth...
This isnt nearly my greatness, my punches are weightless and fadeless
But yet I beat your ass, Why? Because my skillz are stainless
I send missles, rock pistols and destroy heater holders that are speakers
This Kids movies left with bleepers, and hold nothing but a millimeters
Im for certain you aint shit, pre-written and bitten, punches never hitten
I would say ' Fuck You ', But you take opprotunities to Finger flicken


( He dick rides alot of people )
( All hese ganna do is Feed )
( Im still sick, my minds out of it )
( His little 12 year old dick )
( He is a Fag, of course )


P.S. He is going to feed, that is why he told me to go first. He does this in everybattle of his. So I just though everyone should know how he works to win...

OUT

-High Class a.k.a Confusion

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