here my repeat battle

your verse is sure to be garbage, I’ll devour ya lines and it leave a tart-taste
I’ma shove these words through ya chest, and watch ya heart-race//~1
ya say ya live in the hood, but i believe you just want to think-black
shit i gave dow jones the evil eye, and all he did was wink-back// ~2
girl you’re just an act, ya not worth my time, I’ma target a sucker-punch
plant left hooks and give you a whole harvest-of-uppercuts// ~3
it won't stop i'll give another punch and cut-the-lights, then let-me-fight..
you’ll be beaten in the dark like the heart of Wesley Snipes// ~4
isn’t that sad? ‘cause what you think is original, is what i call trash
well you was good two battles ago, but hey, so was ya brother’s stash//~4
you definitely met ya match, sure you’ll use generic punches, but I’m past-raw
make ya nose bleed, then have you drink it from ya glass-jaw// ~5
blast ya’ll ,with my offensive lines, they fluctuate like the tongue of lizards
but it' a shame you had an ego trip, while runnin with scissors!!!!//~6
this girls lucky i don't decimate her, but i need to keep-me-a-rep
a foot race to the grim reaper, is the olny time you'll beat-me-to-death//~7
destroy this cats rep, if you vote for me to win, thats your best-buy
we can battle at hq or rb, i'll make you dash boards quicker than left-eye//~8