bitch has the nerve to no-show. kid i'm god
while if anyone introduced Disciple they'd get hit with Naaaa(h)s
your best raps are text trash... 'm pounding this clit
even at your peak point you still ain't a-mounatin to shit
i'll eject this wack kid out of here. quit raps. just stop it
and i don't need a fucking CD player just to pop disc
my shit rocks, so there's no need for a rapping disciple
i'll slam your skull Flat into the ground so it matches your vitals
frail kid. i'll cave in ya frame when slaying this lame
couldn't picture me wack, your picture came with the frame
faking ya depth? my blade'll accept the task to break in ya legs
these bullets will tunnel through your ribs, and cave-in your chest
kick his ass. get ripped in half. kid, i'll pop you dulll
you've got so much Room for Improvement i thought YOU were a hospital
your text's bold? not likely, i'll prove it when i make your chest fold
and then fucking marry you to pain... AND carry you over the threshold

you're past the deadline. go die.