..Man your style is just a question of writing u'll get disrespected- for-rhyming...
Cuz u and 'illness' don't go together like dyslexics- and-writing !!

See...My Spits 'Rock', So Don't Be surprised if ya get Hit witta Boulder...
Game Over, Cuz Like R-Kelly n' Hova, I'll leave a Big Chip on ya Shoulder..

Mic’s words get |under ya skin, inta ya veins| n Go [Straight-to-his-Heart],
Its like| Im owning bars in prison yards| the way this Pussy’s [raped-in-my-bars],

He cant wait to be ripped whne he’s [missin-his-patience]
As Im spittin bars that |Diss-Orient| like Im [rippin-an-Asian],

This bitch got straight fooled like this Bitch is a villain//
Cut accross your body to leave you more scarred than a ritual killing//


G/Luck