yo yo ima murda dis man

yo dis niggaz style is so weak..... he cant spit no hot shit even in his sleep//
yo da lines i spit is bad for dis niggas health...... quick somebody pass him a tissue he's droolin on himself//
but check it dis nigga calls himself ock'....... da only reason u type so slow is cuz he got one hand on da keyboard and da otha on his mans cock...... ur lines are outta stock....... da only beef u see is in ya moms cookin pot//
nigga u aint no match for da shit i spit...... they cum out juicy just like ya sistas clit...... while i look for pussy u only look for dick.... u aint nuttin but a piece of ny shit, bitch//
yo fuck battling ock ima wup ya ass ya punk.... to battle me u dont need a mike u need a asthma pump.... ima hit u so hard, u gonna swell up like sherman klump.... while i listen to rap, u be listening to gay shit like bump, bump, bump//
ill rip u apart like a satanic ritual….. u bout to get merked by dis crazy ass individual….. cuz all da lines I spit are incredible……. Ur shits r just unedible//