THE MURKIN BEGINS......
Time to set up on to the Stage,
Time for us to Lyricaly Engage./
So i Check 1, Check 2 tap on the mic,
I dont use my fists so were gona Lyrically fite./
Ur lyrics wil get played more than tekken tag,
Ur verse misses punches like a burgular with no bag.
Your verses are HA...i told u u're bad no need to Snub me
No point in tellin you how wack u r, when ur verse.. dus it for me !/
Iwanna hit you hard and go for the Knock out,*1
There gonna hit you so hard you'd think its a black out!/
I'm merking you with only 10lines.. im sorri bout that and you can't do a thing,
Your wack and until your six feet under.. the fat lady will carry on to sing./
Im done time to put down the fucking mic,
Hit you with one last punch... wishin you good nite..
MURKIN HAS FINISHED......

*1...3-0

__________________