sry messed up

I'm ready to merk this bitch and show you my sick scripts/
I curse you and then rip you and erase your existance like i destroyed birth certificates/
I'm only using 0.5% of my brain power to compose this written/
The other 99.5%'s thinkin how you never even came close to winnin/
This battle was no sweat, since there was a challenge, yet it wasnt met/
Good thing you didnt bet money on this battle, cause from the beginning you'd be in debt/
I'm Spittin Insane Raps that are splittin your Brains Cracked/
You're gettin Run Over like kids sittin on Train tracks/
I'm hearin your Moans and your Cries..theres nothin more i dispise/
Bugz chose the disguise of Tryin to be Straight but Never sayin no to the guys/