Yo...

10 lines max...
No flippin, no feedin...

I'll drop first...


I'm flyin at your face, a lyrical chinese STAR...
Disses so sharp, the points dig in FAR.
One in your eye, and one in your CHEEK...
Pullin it out's, lookin real BLEAK.
You're gonna wear that THING, it'll be your BLING BLING...
Gonna make ya look rich, cause I'm a continue to FLING.
It ain't no THING for me to throw ZINGS...
I can sever ya nerve-ENDINGS, so you'll have no FEELINGS...
But that would be MERCIFUL, and I ain't goin that route with a cat who's real name is PERCIFUL!
Not gettin REGRETFUL, just gettin a SHOVEL, cold arrangin your FUNERAL.

Ok...a quick spit...
Now you.

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