ha ha lol at him my verse you tryed

{~Warm-Up~}
HES-BOUND to get ~SMASHED-WORST~ wit WHACK-WORDS//but in 'THESE-ROUNDS' you aint gettin ~PAST-FIRST(grade)~ like a 'CLASS-CURSE'//

~Fuck warmin up, I'm ready to fuck this fag up~

I HATE-FAGGOTS, and RAPE-MAGGOTS//put yall face on an ice rink and then SKATE-PASS-IT// Got thirty EIGHT-PLASTIC//I'm the type to go to ur funeral and BREAK-CASKETS// Dont even DISS-ME, I'll make dis BITCH-HISTORY//I AFFLICT-MISERY to your whole squad, while yur CHICK-KISSIN-ME// Like a hospial's 'sick rooms', Im ILL-IN-THE-BOOTH//and i aint talkin "Dental Work" when i say your bars got more FILL-INS-THAN-TOOTH//Murder yall for CALLIN-ME-NAMES//I'll let shot FALL-IN-YOUR-BRAINS//
CALL-ME-INSANE when I'll diss the ADMINS-AND-MODS// cuz they AINT-MEN-THEY-BROADS Im givin you this 'round of claps' like the crowd SPINNIN-APPLAUSE!!// I'm a savage emcee, so i'll front & then SMITE-QUEERS// You so much of a toy, you could drop tracks & not get a Buzz in a LIGHT-YEAR!//Reigning king since I was CROWNED-A-MENACE//hittin more bitches wit 'back hands' then a ROUND-OF-TENNIS// I'll 'flip Regal' cuz lager is gettin SLAMMED-ON-BARS~, DAMN-IM-HARD//I must be a biker the way I HANDLE-BARS//