Stalkin The Prey
Acid Spits? like Shadows U cant even Harm Any..U aint Real... Thoughts to Spill, im Dippin Ur Mind but its jus an Empty-Fill, ya just a Waste of Kill...
Skillz from Da Basement Ur still Down A Level, Vet Status? not even if U made Deals wit Da Devil...
Rtik collectin Shrapnels, I had to Blow ur Mind Away, Moldin dis Propps expert coz Rtik always Knead Da Clay...
Fithy Stick Figures, Rtik Mangles U, dictionary Schemes r like Drunk Paramedics, It Wont Help U...
Injured Player Treatment, ur not Fit To Compete, Faulty Accident's only time u Harm Any, coz ya Skillz Obsolete...
Cave-in ur chest like Desperate Spelunkers, U aint Holdin Grounds, Textilez'n'Textz to-Fit b4 U leave so U can Wear a Frown..
Go Down, Hoe! Blast-Kneecaps now Sink-Rap wit Deliverance, coz like all takin-on da Conquest n Failed..Ur No Different..

Movin Closer For The Kill
I spit Quick Like a Tabacco Chewing Contests, FithyCalibur is Shitty, He could only be a Active-ist if he JOind a KKK commity..
Christ Deceptions, Cuz he had Priests JUgle his Balls, he Low like 'StepLadders Climbing on Walls', He only Has a Midi Song when he 'Atheist wit Jaws'..
'Im Surving the Coward' UnderThe Table, Like Dogs 'Beggin For Food', I got him Charged 'For Undecent exposure', ADressin the 'Nude'..
FithyCalibur shot Fabales like Bad 'Deals' wit Recored Lables, Ill Vini Vidi Vici this bitch like 'Ja Rule's[i] Worst on TurnTables..
Inter-Cept a Syndrom [i]'Such as Narkalept', So this kat get 'Slept on', I inject bullets to his lower 'Abdomen' till his Body's Caliberd and Crept on..
Spark this joint.. like Chronic is 'Up in Smoke', So much 'Inhaleint' FithyCalibur bound to choke..
LIke 'Jail Birds' I Kill any foe in reach, This kat a TV sports Monter'd the way he talk about football U could say he had a 'Toe in Speach'..
Flow n 'Barz' Like Soap under a Shower, This kid is like Red Meat to wolves... The quickness I devour..

Kill This Bitch
This is simply an 'intervention' to my prestigious title...in a couple of weeks, I'll be crowned RapBattles's 'lightest idol'...You can't come with a satisfactory verse, so your pushing suicidal...I battle this 'pussy' till he 'stops bleeding', I guess you could say I rap 'Midol'..
This here is ya Last Chance Filthy..This Shit's Held At 4th 'Down-And-Inches'.Ya Talkin Shit? I Can Make Ya 'Swallow Ya Sentence'..Shovin My Fists In Ya Fuckin Esophogus Leavin-Ya-'Spitless'!..
I amputate at fast rates, as I obliterate your shape...your a faggot face, like a boat, your tellin 'Sirs' to 'Come' 'Navigate'... (Circumnavigate)..There's no escape from this verbal rape, I strap your mouth down with duct-tape...this 'picture' didn't turn out good, so your pleadin' for a 're-take' (Battle-Picture, Re-Take-Rematch)....