wit ten lines I redifine the battle tactics till u switch ur style to match me...
bitch...I'll shit in ur fucking mouth...just so the elite can spit nasty...
cuz u unknown like a boxer wit nubs for arms
I'll rip the fucking mic off u befor u even knew u had it on...
cuz I wont even waist the multis...I'll just rip ur flesh slowly through text mostly...
wit direct poetry...click ur heels together like dorethy and rip u twice just so u know its me........
put the burner to ur swollen cheeks till ur face is oily...so face the facts...
just so u wont return...I'll put u in positions to break ur back...
u came the site where niggaz rearange ur hype, u get refraimed from putting ur pain to mics....
cuz hip hop aint for u man....I'll make u want to change ur life...

quick shit....no real personals cuz I dont know shit about u so I did wat I could wit it.

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