yo shit i'm already ready to spit
and its only been just over an hour
so here i go check it

~~~INTRODUCTIONS~~~
Coming out of the blue corner is the kid reppin the Murderous Methodz
This kid don’t know how to spell his name so he puts it as two letters
Sportin power rangers trunks and children size nameless sneakers
His crew already pissin their pants…start callin ‘em the Murderous leakers!!
Then out of the red corner is the guy reppin the LyriKal DestruKtion
This guy is the KO King statin that his win is already in production
He’s wearin the usual reebok trunks and still pushin up those nikes
It’s the guy u’ve been waitin to see, the guy with the lightning strikes!!

~~~TOUCH GLOVES (FACE-OFF)~~~
REF: Both y’all know the rules and I will disqualify you if I need to
King, I got money ridin on you so feel free to make him bleed to!!
SOLO: They should of announced me as Aerosmith cuz I’m a straight rock ‘n’ roll ure chin.
L.I.: Please don’t hurt me man……I’ll take a fall……you’ll still get the fuckin win.

[and the names arent part of the line, they just to show who is speakin]

~~~FIRST ROUND~~~
I’m looking straight into your eyes when there sounds the bell……DING!
Step to the middle and drop you with one punch…the winner is KING!
I help u back up because now I want you to feel the full force of King Solo
I’m dropping u wit every punch having u going up and down more than a yoyo
I rock you with a straight jab and blast you side to side with some hooks
My punches hitting inhumanly hard like I’m striking with some brass knucks
Bounce you off the ropes and drop a haymaker to split open your head
Open up a cut let ure blood spray all over my fists so now all you seeing is RED
The ref is about to call this match cuz ure blood is flowing mad from ure cuts
I drop and uppercut u so hard in ure privates it replaces ure eyes with ure nuts
Now I’m hitting you with combos, not one-two’s, I’m throwing punches in threes
Got you shaking round the ring so much people think u got Parkinson’s disease
I’ve been counting the minutes so I know it’s near the end of the first round
U ain’t getting to the second; I unleash a hook sending u spinning to the ground
1……2……3……fuck the count, I grab u by the head and drag ure ass back up
I break your ribs with body shots and then crack ure jaw with another uppercut
I watch ure ass fly out of the ring and then grimace as u land with a crunch
Oh shit, I just realised that ure crew already threw in the towel after the 1st punch!!

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