ha ight

they say 13 is a unlucky number, when i spit i make ya look bad as stevie wonders,
god stikes the lightning n i spit like thunder,
i mix ya all up and drop ya in the blender,
they call you 13th discipline the lrycial sinner,
so i swallow you up and spit ya out like your grandmothas dinner,
i come out as the winner n you take the loss,
i take ya weak ass lines n toss em in the barn fire,
i have a lotta desire to tryna make this veteran retire,
they call me the the battle piler,
i rack in the rankings while your ass is recevin the spankings,
your like a bump in the road n i roll ova you like a tank,
i take you on 1 on 1 and you hit the 3 but ya didn't call the bank,
so sit back n contiplate fo the right rhymes to make,
but ya can't relate to the flow cuz i used u like bait n yo life might be at stake,
i'm got you so high that they put ya on half baked

not that great but we'll see