i need competition..your nice, but i mean someone with raw rhymes
next to me your just another 'small guy', check your font size!!!//
you get your geek ass, folded and detached, head sawed with an axe
you cant touch me//
the only time 'you left ur pc' was having you right hand molded in a cast
too self doubtfull..cuz i can read your mind like jean gray-in-the x-men//
just tape 'the bible to your sole' so you can have faith-in-your-step-kid
you like justin timeberlake?//
good cuz imma leave your head severed deacon//
make you eat your words so fast your sound waves come out covered-in-ink-leaking//
aint provin shit for-me-yo, your beatin newbies who already adore me bro
youve beaten ……iam at a level where iam beating four of you... //
you indicated I am pussy?..thats some baseless-harmfull disrespect..please!
i sex deep..ask your girl i even left traces-of-lava-on-her-bed-sheets!
son i slaughter-fakes leave you more fucked up than daughter dates//
you got 'mad flow up the ass?' i'll slash your anus and your water-breaks!
grip your expectations and put a two hold on your hopes..your soft
punches i told you to 'bulge-em' instead you packed for europe
you dafuture?...your present and past tense arent even correctly placed-up
shoudve took more time?...
you werent tryin to win!.. talk about aimin for wrong accolades bud