If you were ‘born to kill’, then ur neuro-‘net’ processor is malfunctioned like Arnie in T1/
Cuz even if you were hired to be an Orkin ex-“terminator” you still couldn’t be one/
This ‘B2K’ bitch needs to be committed to loony bins/ (B2K-Born 2 Kill)
Cuz he’s goin insane from opponents “Bump Bump Bump”ing his wins/ (aww another loss for the loser)
It’s just begun, Dark Clouds eclipsing your future RapBattles career/
And I won’t even mention how u PM’d me admitting your queer/ (Oops!)
You catchin feelings cuz I called you out on postin gay shit in forums/
You fukin clown, your threads ‘disappear’ cuz the mods delete ‘em (you bore them!)/
This lyrical ‘a-salt’(assault) packs more flavor then the most exotic spice/
Your just spittin plain like ‘chicken and rice’ – its time to elevate kid take my advice!/
Bitch I gotta be ‘frank’ your simply not in my ‘ball park’/
Cuz my verses pack more memorable lines then the back of a hallmark/
You claim you’re a vet, well congrats- heres a cookie!/
So I’ll give u a story to tell to your grand-kids, how u got beat by a rookie/
If you think you a gangsta, then u really don’t know any better/
Cuz the only hood that you rockin is attached to your sweater/
You aint never touched guns unless they fired pellets or darts/
And u struggle to spit, the wettest flows that u got are ya farts/
I’ll battle you quick, just be prepared to be smashed/
You can even choose how you want your remains-dismembered, tattered, or smashed/
It’s Dark Cloud, you can just remember the name/
Or reminisce on the fist marks I left all over ya frame/


Oh my gawd! Do yourself a favor and no-show on this one u fukin herb