yo yo yo uh yi-yi-yo chicka chicka . . . Mic Check 1, 2, 1, 2 . . .


It's like bombing Iraqi muslims the way that I kill the wraps (raps)/
You contain wackness in your veins . . . plus you're a hemophiliac//
Your verses byte so much, that my computer can't hold 'em/
While my punchlines stay connecting waaay quicker then Cable Modems!//
It must have been a loooong fall when you dropped the bars that I quoted/ ^^^
Because that shit was soooo WACK, you must of been high as fuck when you wrote it!//
You got more bitch in you than bitches themselves . . . how can it be??/
My verse will lock you down with pressure, and make you frantically key//
You claim I'm chicken, but I'll smash your birdseed hen-flows with my info/
You act hard, but you're Microsoft, so in battles with you I Windows// (win-those)
Jay Pana is the true definition of the American Fag/
My punches leave more stars circling your head then the American Flag!//
You ain't STANDABLE, as my verses tear through flesh like a cannibal/
YO!! . . . ^Jay Pana^, you're wack kid . . . but that's under STANDABLE . . . //
I put you down so much, the grounds fed up, 'cause your rhymes are dirt cheap/
Sticks and stones may break my bones . . . but your words couldn't hurt fleas . . . //
I'll mash your rhymes like potatoes . . . with gravy on top . . ./
I'll even write this line in red, hoping that maybe you'll STOP//
My lines will leave you violated, it'll hurt worse then the dick/
You must digest your bars before you drop them, 'cause all ur verses are shit!!//
I'll fire punchlines that blind your sight . . . without looking/
The only time your verse is raw is when I eat it . . . without cooking//
No more kiddie games, either face the Truth-or-Dare to get hurt/
You know I'm ill, you're stalling like horses cause you're scared to spit first//
Thats aight, whether I spit first or second, you're filled with fear/
Your spit's like the creator of this league, because ya Skillz dissappeared!//
You claim you spit sick, but its more like you're choked with Ebola/
When it comes to winning battles, I'm "Always . . ." like Coca-Cola//



. . . sizzle . . .


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By the way, for the voters who failed English class, Hemophilia is a genetic disease in which the blood lacks the gene that controls clotting. So the when a hemophiliac starts bleeding it is almost impossible to stop because the blood doesn't harden to dry out to form a scab. Hemophiliacs are known to have died from blood loss from minor injuries such as nosebleeds and papercuts . . .





. . . aight ur turn to drop JAy Pana,
try to do it soon cause the sooner you drop the better voting we will get . . .



goodluck


EDIT:: I unitalicized Jay Pana and changed FAG to Fag due to kids claiming I was explaining a punch . . .

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