Yo,
I leave you *murked* and *burned*, in an *urn*,//
Your rhymes are an embarassment to all *concerned*//
You better just *conceed defeat*, i'll pull the rug from underneath your *feet*//
You shouldnt even bother to *compete*, you aint *elite*, couldnt you predict that you would get *beat*?//
If you so *Kautios* then why you come into this *battle*?//
You must be feelin *nausios*, I could tell that from all your *babble*//
Ima stab into you so far you gonna think you *injested* the *knife*//
Like you *injected* a *spike*, you just *congestin the mic*//
Come and *collect it*, plan to get *arrested* tonight//

Yo I know that was wack im just bored, heh.