alright, here goes:

you issue me a challenge, I'm surprised that you would dare,
I guess like Bon Jovi, you're just Livin On A Prayer/
a Canadian boy, your rhymes hang on by a strand,
but you're the biggest embarassment since Remy Shand/
I'm the king here, you're just the lowly peasant,
the place you'll make it rapping is at the mall wrapping presents/
take you to my torture chamber, leave you raving mad like stark,
slam you in a Iron Maiden, give you Fear Of The Dark/
your rhyme scheme is a cage, encompassing tripe,
better watch your back, cuz like Washington I snipe/
don't say you're bringin AKs, I know you're shooting blanks,
there, I made it easy, no need to say thanks/

your turn

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