Well your hour is almost up so I'm gonna post

I’m a lyrical touchdown rusher
U R N B flow-N like usher
My style will crush ya, like a fat chick jump’n on a skinny niggas dick
I’ll beat you into smithereens with my Elongated stick bitch!
I’m fully equipped to rip tracks; backs get blown when I get into my zone
So now I gotta show how easily I bruise banter, using my teeth to rip through his bones
Straight through the white meat, nigga in my hand I have your heartbeat
I lost one battle, but right now ain’t no nigga fuck’n wit me please!
After this U gonna leave with the B G’s, cause a M C, U R not
I don’t understand why hydrocephaly’s wit they swollen heads think they got the brain capacity, when all Banter’s gonna feel is tragedy
Fuck a punch-line cause your soul just flat-lined after my rhyme....Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!