U ready Shadow BitcH:::

yo ya wana keystyle lets go...i dont ned time my $hit flows like "Jet-Streams"/
its all well known that Shadow couldent "flow" if he was "scuba steve" spittin on jet skis"

read ya post and gave honest reply...and my opinion was that ya style had died../
you said i dug a hole to deep..HAHAHA ya must be.. 'kid-in-yaself' like jokin with ya f***'n 'inner-child' //

im not kiddin.......,im fit'n to twist um into horrific submission positions./
so bad youd have to call a contortionist physician...i cant call um a 'complete' idiot..tho his flows wack,cuz his skills is 'missin' //

answer my call out..attractive stunt..ya elementy here..i packed ya lunch...juss try to 'travel' wit the group pace/
backin' um up..ya verse 'pack a punch.'?...not even if you had kelos of 'hi c' inside of a suit case..//

The Point of Attack when Crackin ya Bones is Exactly Known, it’s like I’m Attackin my Clone ../
Bring The Strap Back to it’s Home, Cause’ ya 'Can’t Stand my Lines' like 'Trapeze Artists that are Accident-Prone'...//

The Rhymez ya Testin’ Define-Aggresion, u is Expectin’ to see, me Split ya Spine-in-Sections, I got ya Guessin../
Punches are only One Supply of Weapons, So In this Match infinite' you’ll 'Never See The Prize' like 'Blind Contestants'...//
u get rode more then highways...dickriders...is riding on the yellow lines.../
not only small minded folks can commit to petty crime how dare you steal ya fellows lines...//

:::ITS MURDA:::
You think you're up to the test? There's no way, you're touchin' this vet.
I come wit thunderous text, you need dashes, just to make ya punches connect..
A Bloodthirsty demon. Fangs puncture ya chest, just to put mah hunger to rest.
unstopable....droppin you...my lyrical heat stops your flowz... (menstruation) /
i must "piss" you off, cuz when you see me, it's like "I ~GOT TO GO~!"//