what is your definition of bars??

for me its 2 lines connected= 1 bar....
but its ok beatrice ill KO ur ass anyway.....u prewritter

check it..:

The bell rings, class is now in session , Your rhymes remind me of the 40's, you should call em the great depression //
Sit down in your desk, and let me teach you a lesson//
You a lyrical wreck, the king rang to check out ya spec, ya wanna hang? Ya can hang by the neck//
Tear through ya adobinmal with phenomenal precision, ya think it’s comical cause ya cant feel this vision//
The division between me and the rest, fuck it-it’s your decision to call me the best, you ma puppet//
Control ya every move with my hypnosis, prove ya bitch getting cannabis sayin’ ya got multiple sclerosis//
Yo style is tha whackest -usin fillers to stretch that shit out like elastic//
Got a smart mouth? -my heat melts plastic rappers actin sarcastic//
Hold you up wit da red beam like an extraterrestrial abduction//
Spill yo guts like an unlicensed surgeon tryin to perform some LypoSuction//
I'll rip out yo tongue and replace it with a lighter so you can finally spit some fire//
Impale you wit a twisted blade –Marcianno will leave niggaz lyrically IN-SPIRED//
Im deranged -ill rip off your face and fuckin leave u faceless//
Attatch it to the back of your head -even when u try to run u have to face this// (damn!)
Dont be surprised -when this "DoC Meth" cat loses all of his nine lives//
Listenin to yo rhymes is more pointless than tryin to shank niggaz wit dull knives//
Im Lyrically superior to you -its already a proven fact -my greatness is nonfiction//
I'll murder you softly -ruin yo whole life when i emtpy yo viagra prescription//
Cant duplicate tha rhymes -my superior style is one of a kind//
Only reason niggaz cant see you is cuz yo skills are impossible to find//
*Switch Style*
My Flows Strapped With Intelligence, Composed Of Elements To Dispose Of Your Relevence//
Mathematically Unaware When I'm Smokin Canibus To Gain Common Sense//
Embark On Missions, My Sharp Precision Allows Me To Make Heart Incisions Under Any Conditions//
Doubled Views I'm Seein, Inhuman, The Evil Superbeing Is Splittin 20/20 Vision Similar To Nuclear Fission//
With Instruments I'm Ruthless, Jab Ya Jaw And Leave You Toothless, I Could Beat You To a Pulp Bitch, Fully Equipped With Acoustics//
When I'm Inhuman The Fact Is, With Precise Tactics I Leave Ruins Of Aztecs, Deliverin Lashes, Even If Im Cruisin And Strapless I'm Still Leaving You Backless//



that'll teach u a lesson kid..
uppin for votes