K, heres my stuff:

Time 2 unleash a barrage of 63 typsa venom at u
Fake as a mirage, u gonna lose due to ineptitude
Drown u in poisonous spit, have ur bitch ass screamin
U happy as hell when I lie n say it was ya man's semen
U were Lappin it up, I clap ma vocab n ya totally fucked
Only battlin u do is over which of k2's dick u suck
Ma intellect enslaves while u await ur emanicpation
Nothin changed 4 u, cos u only indulge in masturbation!
Sentences soaked in Arsenic make u succumb n surrender
Wrap ur feeble rhymes up n mark em "return to sender"
Ur 3rd world verses are obviously still "developing"
My stanza's leave crumbs n dust in place of ya skeleton
20 year old loser, gettin demolished by a new user
My shit fucks u over so bad it'll make ur anus EVEN looser!
Cudn't bring hotness if u had a pet dragon that blows fire
Within 2 seconds of bein posted ur shit'll b old n expired
Makin that open call, heralded the starta ur downfall
Shit leave u chokin fall 2 the floor, ur keyboard n all
Typin's like a ganga hooligans so heres an M, it'll sound fine
Cos u jus bin Left Kicked 63 Million times...by Davio's rhymes

Heres 2 a gud battle mate