OPENRER YO THIS BOTTLE(BATTLE)

yo i may be a lil tipsy, but your punches still dont hit me,
my lyrics are so misty, i'd still win bustin 1 line even if you dropped 50,//

DOWNIN HIS SKILL WITH EACH SIP

tha only shot's you ever got is from my glock, when i was in tha drop,
i drove by and shot him, for thinkin he was on top, then he went and squealed to a cop,
i rap so fast and my verses dont stop,v ill be tha frist, to make shit hott,
ill turn your words over on you, it's kinda like a flip flop,

HE'S A LIGHTWEIGHT

yo ill drink this kid under tha table, my verses are legendary, yours are more like a fable,
and you aint able, to stay stable, imma turn your power off and shut down your cable,//


HE's ALLREADY DONE SO JUST FOR FUN

iight im fueld up on hurricane*, and his skillz are allready drained,
i doubt hell ever be tha same, cuz im puttin holes in his brain,
now he's leakin all tha knowledge he retained, but dont hold back or refrain,
from comin your hardest, cuz your dead, tha next overdosed rap artist,//

IIGHT PAIN TO PUNISHMENT

he said he's drinkin hennasey, so im abusin him mentally,
like his Fatha, but im an unnamed entity, get ready for your sentencing,//

SENTENCE: DEATH BY LYRICAL RAPE

dawg do you give up yet, i spit tha verse first, and now it's in effect,
so get ready cuz mine's ready to take ya set, id be rich, if this battle was a bet,
but im a vet, so what tha heck, this battle's over, time to break ya neck,//

FINISHER

IM stealin this battle, at full throttle, fuck you nigga, time to open another botle,



if it was bad take into consideration im drunk