aight check it

“I hate everything about you”, its true, clear up your rhymes, they like a “Puddle of Mudd”/
My rhymes come at you like 50 foot “Tidal wave”, hittin you so hard your screen will “flood”/
Every “bomb” you been droppin just been a fuckin “dud”/

This like a game of “poker”, I “call” and finalize the “bet”/
My “spit’s” a “flush”, he a “high pair”, a fuckin “bluff” is Carsonjet/
Time to “fold” cause “your table” jus gone “cold”, “odds” of you beatin me, is smaller then winnin a “jackpot” lottery/
Bitch take up something you can succeed at, dancing or pottery/
If you was “Harry Potter”, still wouldn’t have enough “magic” to win/
Act like “Bilbo Baggins” put on your “ring” make yourself “invisible”, disappear and join Bin Laden/(Bilbo puts on his ring and goes invisible)

aight lets get some votes