im just gonna give you a quick 6 bars which equals twelve lines oh and if you dont understand the vocab and your a vet dont vote

aight that was nice i guess its my turn to rip this is gonna be 6 bars with equals twelve lines

the kid raizor is nice with the flows dont ever forget tha name,
im ill enough to stab you in the head wit a fork just so i can say i picked ya brains//
i know its complicated to you how i come up such coherse lyrics in my own mind, the way break this kids back wit my rhymes he should stay gettin fucked from behind//
like ginuwine this kids lyrics consist of love-making and rough sex, call it what you want the way my rhymes rip through his weak flesh//
you gettin raizor at his best fierce rhymes have you always lookin, this kids real identity is under his turban stop tryin to rep brooklyn//
like the super mario bros. all your good at is unplugging things, but your rhymes make you sound soft like your afraid of bee stings//
i hope you've learned ya lesson that your not even on my level, cause im ill enough to carve a cross in ya head and let you be blessed//

thats twelve lines count em up good luck lets get these votes poppin -1- if it means that much ill shorten it but i dont see how it could when all your punches were in paragraph form