yoo i got boottted...my badd i'm on shitty ass aol and when i get booted it takes like 10 min's.....anyways here it is

here it comes, son get ready-ya not one to best me-culdn't even get on a cut-fuckin a machete...
watch as i present, the rest is butta-ya dun't got the balls to speak over me-so stop reppin thunder...(he's from trenton)(trenton thunder is triple a baseball team).....
i'll stretch this fucker, and hit em with an axe-i'm sinnin at a max-they say ya kinda nice-but my decision is ya wack...
ya needa be wishin fo life, cuz death's been granted-where's ya killa instinct-i'm breakin necks at random...
ya can't fathom, the reason ya blow-not defeatin the quotes-everythin outside-is percievingly slow...
let's cut the bullshit, cuz i aint doggin-trained with force and-only beef ya'll see-is steak on the foreman...
even worse, i'm splatter ya dome-ya culd be battery prone-and not provide enuff energy-to spark a light in ya home...
wise guys get thrown, punches are blisterin-1 close ya legs-ya smell like lunch with a fisherman...
bitch and it reeks, where's the lysol-like a werewolf eatin a halls-ya suck even more at nightfall...
i apply more, and'll put ya record to the ground-with plenty of pounds-ya skills like ya lifesavings-only a penny is found...
use the henny and dround, ya over hopes-think ya'll crush me-i dun't get to hearts-with darts-i use broken bones...
my flows expose, ya got jumped stat-hide the blunt wraps-cuz ya bein high's like comparin gary oldman to a hunchback...
trust that, and take the loss cuzzin-befo i come to new jeru with a time card-and leave ya jaw punched in....

peace...one