Here....blah....


This kids just-a-newbie I hear he's scared to step up cuz "The crowd will-boo-me!"/
Ya skill level will never-fool-me herbie I'm smackin ya face out the park like its "Home Run Derby"/
Face it, I dropped two simple lines an you KNOW that you've been defeated/
Still ain't mature enough to battle a superior thats why I'm rippin-a-fetus/
Lyrical tooth decay leave ya teethless, "blow by you" in this "tortise an hair race" now ya breathless/
Shoot you with two rhyme abrasions an watch ya chest cave in leavin ya double breasted/
I should have you arrested by the wack police for postin a verse with no structure or punches like these/
Still my talent is so cold and proper you won't be movin cuz ya stuck in a freeze/
I'll slap you in the face for using my name in a battle an call you a "homo"/
Cuz when you tryin ta find that kid "splyt" he's just right "over the rainbow"/

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"Knowledge is intelligence. Intelligence is power. Mind is music, but music is forever." - Trip Marxx

<font color="red"><font face="comic sans"><center>An you thought I was wack?</center></font>

<h2><font color="blue"><center>-- Merkin You One Line At A Time --</font></center></h>


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