Wack!!!......u got supporters and dick ryders rootin on u to win.....and thats what u bring?!!......bitch....let me show u hows its done........


*snatches mic from c-section*

I'ma Leave U Pm'in 'The End' Again When I Point Our Ur Personal
Facts/Chinky Boy Needs To Stick To Manicures Cuz U Proved Why
Therez No Downloads For Vietamese Raps

Strait Crap!/Niggaz Know When U Battle Disciple Gotta Bring It
Better Than The Verse That U Spit/I Wuz Lookin For Signs Of
Talent But U Just Showed Me That Urs Doesn't Exist

U Was Born Bitch/I'ma Leave U As The Youngest Hurb In
Rapbattles To Ever Retire/Cuz The Only Time U Rip On A Mic Chord
Is When This Snitch Is Wearin A Wire

Peep The Way That I Flow.....Elevate...Cuz Ur Spit Was Only
Leakin A Drop/Thought U Had A Part In This Play But Now I
Realize U Just Handled The Props...

I Can't Be Stopped/Especially By A Chump Who's Lyrics Got
Numerous Flaws/I Easily Punch Thru The Flu As If He Was Made
Out Of Invisible Wallz....

Why'd U Show Up At All?/See My Punches Inspect And Connect
Wit Ur Neck......Not A Second To Even Dodge/U Must've Keyed
Ur Verse In The Desert Cuz Seein Victory Was Only A Sudden
Mirage...


Closer

I Disperse Wit My Punches Strategic Blows Connect On Ur Flesh/
Leavin U Victimized Wit Witnesses Did U Worser Than The
Followers Of David Koresh.......


*drops mic*






....BEYAATCH!!!

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Blessed wit Skillz