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IP:
yes i agree wit dat rule aight holla
aight look
dude your wack im just gonna give you a brief demonstration,
next time you decide to battle me only thing in ya mind will be hesitation//
you couldnt get lively rhymes if you were equiped wit gene mutation,
cause you rhymes always make me sleepy just like a bear in hibernation//
your shits like soap in my eyes a fucken irritation,
i doesnt only come from me its everyonez speculation//
imma make ya shit sound old cause im da new edition,
the only way you could argue your way to win is if you were a fucken politician//
ima mathmatikal statistician...thats equal to me beatin you,
it could be 1,000,000 to me...and id still defeat you//
this is da middle of da battle da fucken intermission,
you wont be able to come for da second half you wont be in fighting condition//
you couldnt get commission(money) if you were in a military position,
cause im huntin you before you get it wit infared on a rifle and i aint missin//
kid listen my words are golden like da atomic energy commission,
they decinigrate your surrondings like diseases wipped out by ya pediatrition//
i put ya outta commission wit dis nuclear fission,
i cut you out and fill you like a cavity done by a dental technician//
this aint even a battle this a fucken open mic,
and im still rippin you wit this shit right, dyke!//
your biggest words bout 8 letters is that as far as it goes,
i still dont call this a battle i consider it a no-show//
so which is it bitch night or shade,
your losses column is "virgin" but bout to "get laid"//
you say you raise da stakes just lika a vampire,
well im puttin in ya chest ima make ya life expire//
bitch you aint no nightmare dont no herb fear you ,
you could saddam and ya soulja still wouldnt follow you//
you just angry you say its all relevant,
ima lyrikally murder you and walk away leavin da evidence//
yeah i am in da front row smashin your face dodgin your axe throw,
you graze my skin and my gun blazes cause my skin has been broke//
your not what i expected i expected a lil better,
i could do more damage than ya punches wit a dull knife used to open letters//
i make ya bleed in possibly way shape or form,
dont even need a weapon my lyriks leave ya skin torn//
i dont drop just a few punches all of em land on top,
you should forfeit now back out just fucken stop//
(closer)
you have only wun unit of ammuntion in a hostile expedition,
ima shut you up for good so your will to battl is what you missin//
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