i came ta the mic, ta cock lyrics and blast, this kid spits garbage, i came ta take out the trash,/ in the past i've deleted niggas from thier mere mortal existence, i attack ya path of least resistance/, with consistence, of punctures in ya self-subsistence/, assistance is required in ya journey to prevail, specialy when im deliverin crome to ya dome like priorty mail, my lyrical detail/, will derail ya train thus i take off and loose ya, my lyrical fire will abuse ya,/ play like family fued for victory,i use ya, and survey says...humours the loosa/ the victor is me,to hot ta be standin next ta this, slugs spin ya head like the exorcist/ my verbal attacks snap ya in half like an anorexic wrist, in these battles i lead ya ta death cuz suspense is bliss/ i curl my fist and hits swell ya brain, its obvious this kids dumb he cant even spell his name/........humour?, come on get it right, this fag couldnt spit fire if i lit the mic,/ and gave him kerosene ta spray before he posted, but me im straight fire, last time i dropped on this site the whole net got roasted/


aight then lets get votes