Originally Posted by BostonLyricist

bitch i didnt challenge you,ya stepped to the crop and the cream//

..NOPE DONT TALK BOUT YOSELF..WHO YOU BATTLING/..FOCUS ON YO OPP.

get that ass stomped out like kane did dat boi now what Ameen//
put my mic to your heart like a stethascope//
my lyrical indimidation have you breathin like john q's son like he doin the breath stroke//

..ATTEMPT AT WORDPLAY BUT YOUR STILL TALKIN BOUT YOSELF AN NOT FOCUSING ON YO OPP.

ya came to this challenge son totally un prepared//
thoughy you was well aware my blazin ryhmes have bones naked and bare//

..NOPE..THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING SOMEWHERE WITH THE FIRST LINE BUT NAH..

i move niccah losely,opponnents im non chosee,im hot like a lava jacusie//
seein ya post give me more laughs then white folk watchin i love lucy//

FUCK LANGUAGE YOU SPEAKING HERE?..AN THE SECOND LINE WAS A GAY ASS PUNCH IF THAT..

my bars will lite ya up like time square at new years//
serve you shot after shot like a seasonal finale of cheers//

..TALKIN BOUT SHOOTING HIM?...YOU LIVE THAT NEAR HIM AN KNOW HIM?...SHITS JUST THEARTING AN TALKIN SHIT..NOTHING

fuck it ima stay on the sitcoms and drop bombs through my text//
your a virgin kidd you all city and no sex// (sex in the city)

...LAST LINE COULDVE BEEN WORDED BETTA BUT IT WAS STILL A LIL SLAP

this is fear factor youngin your greatest test//
you have to suckyour mom dick while feelin on your pops brest//
or just give it up like usher and say i cant win and confess//

..NOTHING HERE...SORRY

it was ight ive seen better from me...vote it up