ok..................

i see we got somethin in common........................

my lyrics stay sharp like a raisor, and im quick to send ya to hell//
this battle gonna be over as soon as it starts, 'DING DING', there goes the bell//
can't you tell? you a chicken, im a ATL falcon, im way flyer//
come well equipped wit ya verse, because a lot of talent from you is gonna be required//
my style elevated, it makes you tired cause ya skills is out of shape//
ya puss ass a little FRUITY, you leave me no choice but to bust ya fuckin grape//
or pop ya cherry, like r.kelly fuckin that 14 yr old bitch on his porno tape//
i spit bullets on the mic, it look like you doin the harlem shake//
get out my way, you just a midget standing in a giants path//
you vs me, is somethin similar to a blood bath//
feel my wrath, my nigga im on a killin spree//
i kill weak mcz, call me the rapbattle jason voorhes..........//