i'mma conquer ya rhyme with my lyrical blows/
you can't be helped,u hear the judge say cased closed//
yo name is master blaster but it should be master-baiter/
i use my lyrical ammo to take out all tha haters//
you could only be ill if u had herpes all in yo ass/
you must have wrote yo garbage while inhaleing carbon minoxide gas//
i'll take ya simplistic verse and tear it apart/
you pathetic like a hobo carring all his property in a kroger's cart//
my lyrics will flow into brain and get u ready for destruction/
when you drop the mic cats are happy like there has been a tax deduction//
i'll leave ya ass cluesless like your a blonde cheerleader/
you stick ya dick in a vaccum just to say u ain't a dick beater//
my rap future is so bright its instanly blinds ya eyes/
i take bitches like u and get them ready for they demise//
yo verse is softer than 60 year old men's dicks/
i'm steady elevating while u lay around shittin bricks//


peace