Round 2:

yo Demise I feel sorry for your flow,becuz I've read and seen-yours//I'm like a life guard,my words can make people like you leave-boards//

This rymes a ~Shur-Lock~, so your not,a real Problem//Even ~SherLock~ read your ryme,he said"Its elementary, My dear Watson"//.......I'm Raw, check my pockets..Look!! No condom...
Your one-shot//done-flopped//Dont worry your Raw to,~Herpes victom~, atleast now you can cum-hot//

You must know you wack,when you write-its-no-suprise//you said it your self..You lookin for a quik Night-Demise//well its 11 aclock.do you know were ya ryme at...its Fried!!//Dam that was a long verse u wrote...must of used up your whole Battle supply....//

well... battle Supply...I've-got-tons//so u couldnt check me,even if you stomped me with air-force-ones//

You spit alot of wackness,like 25 bars,I hear-loss//your a lyrical tyson,I dont mean punches,Night..you talked my ear off//Dam, I'm ill...*Coff*Coff*...........I rip-men//your not ill at-all,mouth cancer,tha only time you'll spit sicknen//I'm not kidd-in......//

Critics said"Night come stronger"..you said "If I was nice-I-would"//I know my flow ~Half~ as long...but tha point is, its ~Twice~ as good...........


bring in tha votes.........