u wana battle? wat da fuck is rong wit u? u must b goin insaine,
bones startin to rattle, my ryms guna get u, in dis battle wat u hopin to gain?,
wit a 9 in my right lookin to kill here u cum redy to have yo brains spill , dont think i will?
im a sharp knife u a dull drill ur gettin scared now can u feel da thrill? ur scared stiff ur jus standin still,
yo blood will flow on to da screen like a seaboard right thru da keyboard shit u got da voters n me bord,
yo shit is old like a used ford n mine r sharp like a new sword yo dawg u need help find da lord,
u a thug since when?, u need a religious bath gota rinse agen, damage control finnaly admitted he's gay amen!,
u finally came out n decided not to stay in, u cum out wit a grin, den behind u cums out a man,
dis clown to easy dawg bilieve me ur ryms r like nails on a chalkborad n mine r smooth n breezy,
he loves dick n begs "feed me" like a fuckin stray dog sayin "keep me" n den his dad answers back "please me"
hes ben around, actaully hes ben down, n noooo it wasnt a pussy that he found,
wit a princesess crown n a bitch gown dis dude cudnt figure out a verb from a noun,
fuck man i dint want to destroy u n im sure yo boss dint wana unemploy u n im sry my ryms had to cloy u,
n guess what dis battle will annoy u, like wen yo dad decided to ploy u, n oo yea 1 more suprise ppl dont enjoy u,


yo yall let me no wat u think of that, jus wanted to try dis 1 out, iite dawg spit dat shit n afta he done doin his lil rym, im uppin dis shit for votes!