Here comes this sHoRtAy, ready for MerkMaster to knock her down
Cause I don't jock around, my crazy punches will shock this clown
I drop sounds that always destroy, like bombs triggered to deploy
I'll eat ya alive like a Almond Joy, be throwin' punches like Leroy
Where I'm from battles are life, that's how we settled matters of life
At the park we'd handle matters of strife, wouldn't battle with a knife
So that's why you pose no challenge to me, my life is battling, see
You can never impress me as an MC, I'll spill your blood like cranberry
It's easy for me to knock these hoes, the way I can drop my flows
I don't even need hands to block your blows, I rock this red rose
If he was alive, Tupac would really be ashamed to be in your sig
Reppin' my late idol, who you act like you dig to make ya look big
But deep down I sense ur cryin' soul, It's a shame that ur tryin so
But u obviously can't find no flow, don't worry, I'll serve u with a bow
I'm in a search for my soul, but while I roll I'll pick up wins on da poll
I'm done eatin' u whole, u lose but sweetness, I u hope reach ur MC goal.

This is a battle I did in the old Rapbattles forum. Tell me if I'm in.