yo im a godly fingure remember this face/cause imma about 2 erase every dream u chase,while ur bodys still ur mind begins 2 pace//
every time i see "fresh meat i think lunch-time/but u need more in a rap than a weak punch-line//
how u gunna spit with outaskin,u stalkin/challengin me is like killin ur self and buyin ur own coffen//
little pansy lucky im keyin u say ur gunna end my run/haven lost a battle scince minus,now im havin fun//
what makes u think u can stand on the peda stool without even fallin/listen 2 ur concince *dont battle* ur confused mind is callin//
who got line that can retract then replace without a refrain/how many people can speak 1 bar that can make u go insane and stick in side ur head till it over takes ur brain//
so befor u decide 2 spit think about ur health and how ull need help/remember ur only diggin ur own coffen u juss rip a whole into urself//

{NOW FOR ME TO GET IN YOUR 1000 POST ASS}

MY PUNCHES GLAZE HIS FACE BAM BOOM!!!!/SHARP AS RAZOR'S AND I SLASH AND DASH //SWIFT AS A ''NIGHT'' IN THE ''NIGHT''//I LEAVE CUT'S FROM HIS ''HEAD'' 2 HIS ASS//I LEFT ACIDIC
SERVERELY ''GASHED''//BLEEDING FROM ALL OVER HIS BODY//

MY LYRIC'S ARE TIGHT KNOCK YOU DOWN WITH HALF MY MIGHT!! HE GET'S UP LOOKING WITH FEAR AND FRIGHT//IM A BEAT THIS MAN LIKE THE BUC'S DID THE RAIDER'S//CHEW HIM LYRICLY LIKE I WAS A ''GATOR''//U DONT FEEL ME THEN YOU A HATOR//MY GRADDE AND AGE AIT THE ''MATTER''//WHEN I BEAT YO ASS IT'S GONA MAKE IT EVEN SAD'ER//

IM HACKING YOU WITH LYRIC'S//IM A SAY THIS OUT LOUD SO YOU HEAR IT!!! MY FLOW YOU FEAR IT!!!!//SO MY MUSIC WAZZ BUMPEN ON HOTT ''97'' THIS GUY DIDENT WANT 2 HEAR IT//HIS PUNCHES ARE LIKE SARDIENS LEFT IN A ''CAN''//THEY JUST OLD AND ROTTEN MANN!!!!![2 THIS RAPP GAME YOUR A DISGRACE TOOK MAH LYRICAL ''BAT'' AND BEAT IN HIS FACE


FINISHED
SORRY i TOKE SO LONG i JUST WANTED TO [MURDER YOU BITCH]