*DV looks through the crowd and see no opposing crews but when DV and his group of bitches go too walk off the stage they see a man sittin in the shadows leaning back in his chair wit his feet on the table his fitted was low so they didnt know who he was. He slams the shot glass down stands up and grabs da mic.*

Shake-Spear: if yall only knew

HA HA mutha fuckas yall forgot one person/
he's diverse wit a verse so ull die first if u verse him/
it was all a diversion the worst one was the one yall least expect/
he's in the back of ya head till the heats at the back of ya neck/
and hes askin who next/
betta hope ya have on a vest/
look ill give yall a last request the mac or the tek/
ill take ya wifes take ya lifes i aint leavin u much/
fuckin wit MK u must not like breathin to much/
so y yall talkin "trash" when half of yall are wut u talkin/
if u n i verse"(universe)" the votes wont be "parralyl" cause mine aint "parkin"/
id scortch yall and start a "wildfire" but im "mad dog" ya-mans-wack/
"phantom" needs to stick to opera and who knew saraan-(w)raps/
talkin bout we need a cleenex look everyone saraans a comic/
cause u soft as charmen and stay gettin shitted on....how ironic/
i leave the crowd astonished cause i dont put up wit shit from wack-herbs/
"Mad dog" so wack he wouldnt get a "God dam" if his name was backwords/
so go head and laugh-first cause im gettin the last-laugh/
Phantom's jus a (fan)phan-to-m:e matter of fact a stan-to-me/
so dont try to stand-to-me cause ull jus be handin-me/
the win..........and if not ima take it by force/
and i dont gotta spit "wild fire" to take on some whores/

*Shake-spear drops da mic as it catches fire the mic lands in some spilt alchohal and the club begins to burn down shake slowly turns and walks out the front door while the flames press against his back. no one knows wut happened to A.I.*

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