Your a good fighter but your skillz lack prize ,My verse packs so much PUNCH you read text with blackeyes
i'll leave u launched-thru 'space' and let ya 'breath-get-gone'-fu, ill put my 'foot in ya mouth', that means i just-'stepped-on-you'
Im taming-this-whore while ur facin-tha-floor, ima 'set tha record straight' like tallying 'wilt chamberlains-scores'
Ima gash-ur-face-when im “lashin-ur-brains-kid,” sure call me ur 'sun' coz im leavin u “evapor.ated”
I'll leave this fart-“cripled-he-knowz-this,” how the fuck u gone beat me by flow? “i part-rivers-like-moses”
U think ur lines are fresh and ur “style-is-bold“?, ur lines were still played out when my dad wuz nine-years-old
Ur flowz missing dogg, wut made u think u'd walk over-me, ur rhymes are so pussy u should change ur name 2 ovaries
Ill Make ya BITE THE BULLET 'til there's PUNCHES coming-out-ya-ass
The Verdicts in, 5 Votes for X And I doubt you can Appeal,
Every Bar-Gains(bargain) you a loss', So my Winning is a Steal,
Violent Wordz deals names in the Past Tense, cause he about to get Dealt!,
Like Santa Skipping Christmas, a No Show wont make your Presents Felt,

edited for spelling