I just did 30 lines instead of bars

my ryhmes are fatter than anna nicole smith
but for some reason shes the one callin YOU da bitch
with this battle you wont see it, caught off guard
youll be buried at da bottom of the sea callin for da coast guard
this boy raps like hes a blunder
never a running back, just a straight fumbler
"hors de combat" french for your out da fight
get off da computer, exit the premises, call it a night'
ill throw bombs on you and theyll call it terrorism
never will you make it alive, still a single cell organism
one thing is for sure though, you bout to be mutilated
my ryhmes are like acid, theyll have you deteriorated
im higher on the food chain, dont you get the spectrum
you need to give up on the girls and fuck a horse rectum
how i battled you, must be a coincidence
but in this rap game, YOU SUCK, we'll never co-exist
headline headline!! Wi11y Nasdaq here
the crackhead is on t.v., look at that queer
look at my six foot crossbow and bag of arrows
ill pick you at da sky like a flock of sparrows
and when i shoot i wont aim for your head
it'll be the tailbone to where you fall to the ground dead
im spitin on bitches when my fuckin rhymes is on
the only time u ever spitted was swappin w/ elton john
they used to tell me "throw mo punches"- now im hittin bitches all tha time
bustin faces in gettin sued fa committin "hanious" crimes
after this is all said and done, you'll need the judges testimony
i just cooked you faster than one minute rice a roni