man ur lyrics remind me of vanilla ice
the odds of u defeatin me is like rollin 99 on a dice
wat im sayin iz you have no chance
n il have 2 call for a lyrical ambulance
n leave u lyrically on a ventalator
leavin you on the bottom jus like a denominator
il hang u like a christmas ornament
hit u more times than a masturbatin tournament
ur name means u can tell the future
tell that to jesus n he would shoot ya
after this battle ur record would be 0-1
n the only way u cud change it, is if it was a con
this is me over n out Killa Kobra
n jus like dis verse ur rap carrer ITS OVER