Hold mics, flows tight, remindin' me of a retard with a keyboard he's the 'slow type'//
dont fight, or try, how can you win when only under paid employee's Vote Strike?//
blown to shreds, destroyin' vets, your introduced to your glands strike is 'known to sweat'//
flow invents, you best defend cuz your verse is an un-intended insult 'no offense'// (none taken)
slice with mics, dispite this guy, if he has to leave the site he'll commit suicide cuz internets his life//
kid die, twice as nice, spit precise claim to be married? Strike is a bigger Bitch than his wife!//
say goodbye! write ya final letter, i'll admit this emcee's going places and the sooner the better//
my adventures bend herbs, armed at the teeth? it wont help stealing dentures//
i've been sure, isnt it strange! I gave a penny for Strikes thoughts and got back change//
spit flame, couldnt honor your word announcin your language as king so when i win he'll just change his name//
lack protection, remember this loss, i never forget a face but in your case i'll make an exception//
face rejection, lights perfectin', asked if he's hooked it up he said he has an internet connection//
i abuse kids, strike is stupid, whats MIC gonna do when the leaders forced to leave Rapbattles?//
your useless, cant do shit, u.e. its embaressment whenever you spit//
im ruthless, cant phase me, fuck ya slang close match? like last month it May B//
your wack as fuck lately, claim your 'hip-hop' sure i'll agree but Strike we're no longer in the 80's//


Tha FinISh

4 fist against ya 4 lips that’s 8 hits for two fours, or one whore //
Wanted a even battle but like poor people ya didnt know what's in store//
I don't even know why I battled you , just a waiste of time//
My best advice leave your Notebook with just the paper lines//
I'll leave you wet like saliva-drool you silly actually you a dimwitted-fool//
You aint shit like baby-ruth found at the bottom of swimming-pools //