YO
this cat needs to practice, i cant remember past the introduction/
talking about 'mathematics', now his vote faces a 'reduction'/
dont let my flow fool ya, i do this shit for habit and leisure/
throw him a 'ruler', so his rhymes can find some good 'measure'/
i pull out the three win 'hat trick' so ima magician on a mission/
im feeble, but this guys flow commissions my condition/
throw knives at ya, cuz in rhymes im causing a massacre/
go cry bitch..someone give the little baby his passifir/
its all a blur, but u can call me sir, cuz im a vet and i cause a stir/
you refer to me in numerals/ but ill cut off ya legs, cuz u got a LOW stature, and ya soon to fall/ i write it unforgettable, its soon to set on ya/ im beating you to death with my case of writers block/ my lyrics 'sweep you off your feet' and knock off your socks/


i'll kill you lyrically and have voters numerically grading my wrath/
ur flow is more like a five, not a ten, if you stop and do the math/
im digging ur grave with spades slowly and slitting ur throat with blades/
i drop verbal grenades, but he only acts like he can rap like we playin charades/

elevate more next time...