finally we got our showdown, I wasn't on your dick to start, HEY LOOK WHAT I FOUND you exclaim when ya find your talliwhacker, the only whacker thing ya got is your rhymes, no matter how many times you drop dis//
it's ain't gunna be bliss, just fuckin give it up, speake englis bitch, you twitchin? just itchin to see how badly you get knocked the fuck out, here is your cue to go and sit and pout, it's a no doubt merk for me//
this ain't prewrite so stop speakin shit, take a seat and play with yourself, your irrelevant shit can't move nations, let alone this site, don't even try to fight, your no longer in sight, I am the one flyin high in sky like a kite//
it's ok to lose to me, nothin therapy can't fix, how many licks do I gotta dish, see when you had your birth on planet earth, your mommny abadoned ya, threw ya out to someone random, this is your esacape, to bad we gunna make ya scream rape//
identical records, but for you to record audio is obsurd, you ain't got the words to attract herds of fans or any recognition, just keep fishin, this is a decision that should be takin seriously, but I just makin ya think deliriously, keep ya writin YOUR SHIT PRE furiously//
you just creating fabels of your skills, you'll never meet any execs from record labels, see I turning the tables on ya, you's pacin around the room, thoughts racin but you gotta trace shit to create a mase effect dangerous enough for anyone to detect//
stop stickin out your neck where it don't belong, your shit is just to wrong to show to anyone with any rap taste, they just make haste and scatter when you tryin to lay down the pitter and patter, it just don't matter whatcha drop//
create people to be hatin and debatin over dis verse, makin ya scarce fans disperse, thinkin ya gotta ass pound him harder to keep em around, they just like the new found emcee, see I am the holder of the key to keep them interested, it's something that ain't gunna pe protested//
I can't believe you used to be champion, what kinda fuckin action, what rap contraption did you create, it sure wasn't fate the gave you high rate, you disgraced that award, i wanna sword ya throat for dat//
I ain't takin z's for this, instead I am gunna sting like killa bees, not stoppin till ya droppin to your death, shakin and convulsion, this shit is just impulsin me to layout your ass, for no one to pass at your open casket funeral, take it literal, you goin nowhere in life, hang yourself sooner than later, do us all a favour//

*THE UNDISPUTED IRRELEVANCE MERKING CHAMPION*
*PISSIN ON IRRELEVANCE PAST OUT CORPSE*

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