Yo

Check it

This fool is going down, like Atlantis as it Sinks At Sea
I'll spit 100 bars at this fagg before he can even "Winc" At ME
If you ever spit a good verse in yo life, sorry, I must Have Missed It
You should flow with Licorice instead of Mics coz U got "Rap Twisted"
You thought I'd throw a slider, but I went on to throw a Curve Through
Your so whack that I can train a Parrot to Serve You
You make me cry, you're so weak man, somebody Stop Em
Yo rhymes are "Dry Ass Fuck", like anal with non Lubricated Condoms
(Dry-Ass-Fuck, ya know.. a dry ass-fuck)
You make my ears bleed cuz, there's no way that U Might Win
My music's a sounds for sore ears coz I rap tight Like Skin
As I write the flow, it's obvious man, I am Dope
while yo "bars" wouldn't even be "Clean" if it were Ivory Soap
Aye man, You really need ta Go and Get Some help
U can't find it? Then I'll rip out yo spleen n show u yo "Inner" Self
I show Tactics, lyrically Slap Him hard enough to make em Back Flip
U lost but battling me is still a good thing Winc, it's good Practice