I’m a replace ur Ego with a Halo, but u still wont Shine\\
Rip off ur username and replace it with an Out of Order Sign\\ Ur rhymes Wack, and only reason ur punches ill, Cuz ur Handicapped\\ So Kick Back, (lol), relax, well give u a free Epileptic Attack\\ U punches like ur figure, half man, half plastic, half’s not Real\\ U can’t get a Deal, Cuz ur not aloud in the street with them Wheelz \\ (Wheelchair)\\ U don’t know how to battle, so I assume u just Bored\\ My rhymes so hot, they got u drooling on ur Keyboard\\ Ur Flow is all screwed up, and ur head is a Screw On\\ Ur more cried and prayed for then that movie “Armageddon”\\ , ur flow, punches they all just retarded, u’ll be more Dissed and Black Listed then Fred Durst, more Spat on and Cursed Than the ‘Water Boy’ …Man ur ‘literally’ Cursed\\ My words r Murder Material, it’ll have u more bent out of shape than a bunny Aerial\\ I’m like a serial killer, putting pedal to the metal, preparing u a quick Burial\\ If we had to put skills to Size u would be a Tester// I’m stomping u like a f***ing Sumo Wrestler// , ur style is more Messed Up, Then fags Dressed Up\\ Buckle up, ur mom found u and ur rhymes in a F***ing Garbage Dump// U think u could win this, Hell NO\\ U couldn’t fit ur Ego on a A4 Photo,//Homo//
In this battle ur punches making U-Turns\\ My style is so hot, only thing u taking home is Third Degree Burns// yeah my style is a definite S-Killa, U got no Flow\\ my rhyme make ya open minded like drills\\ up ur spine with chills\\
sorry s- but this shit killz//
Ur a space Filla, with a lot of fake Ammo,\\ and the Pansy Flow Sorry Bro but u gotto go, I’ll win this 5-Zero see ya later Rambo\\
sorry but here it is
