aight here it is



Your "Tendencies" aren't "Undefeatable" cause you already got 4loses under your belt, commin at TheHandsOfGod with punches so hard they will leave your face in welts/
He's spittin' "cold" lines when I'm spittin "hot" shit so he knows his bars will "melts", like RB claims fuck hammers packing something else in ym belt in the shape of a celt/


TheHandsOfGod could never be a "cattle" farmer even if we had a serious "beef", he's about to get lost in a "sea" of rhymes like "snorklers" in a "coral reef"/
Win by a landslide like a homerun that is not outta-belief, thinking you can "go the distance" when you really need some "bullpen-relief"/


I can only think of why you agreed to battle me and thats to live-a-thrill, not gonna take ya easy cause I'mma "007" your ass cause I got a "licence-to-kill"/
Too bad your "mechanical pencil" is "out of lead" but I can spare a "re-fill", your record is not too bad but you haven't battled anyone ill/


Sending punches at your face to cumstomize your lyrical-portrayal, he's never "trust worthy" cause he's as good as "traitors-with-betrayal"/
Seriously spittin' "heated nails" cause his "bars-are-frail", spit the sickest rhymes everyone follows my trail, even the "blind feel me" cause " I spit-in-brail/


HandsOfGod is spittin "hot air" cause his ego is "deflating", no "return the favour" shit cause in this battle there's no vote persuading/
He must "hungry" cause he's "feeding" off every line cause they are relating, This RB vet bout to get merked so stop hating/


now lets see urs