So you bitches wanna play around huh,
iight,

once upon a time in the land of the dick riders that is Rap Battles, jumped up little faggots where gettin slain for no personal gain//
Every fuckin verse the same, lame fucked up little merkin jerkins like "pot1ent" and "Blunt mc" ryhmin the same spittin shit in BRE'S direction//
Bitchs mistakes made, dues paid accept it when i stand up n start correctin, i aint acceptin none of dis whack crap yall call rap//
Aint it a fact that "warlords" are only hot cus they got the most fly femcees? but those bitches run for cover whenever they encounter a emcee//
Wid dopeness and an opneness to blow dis joint wide open gettin all u mutha fuckers chokin ebdin up broken n disheartend//
As for "Bre" they had their day in da old skool shit dawgs ppl aint fools they see right past all ya lyrical collabs//
whatever happend to dopeness in solo drop, n "Bash" I still wonder where ya malfunction is, cus whenever ya diss all ya say is battle scores//
all da dopest emcees no-s to ignore-s dis piss from ya chocked up fucked up opness, bitch "RB" is not the place to battle//
more like pull ya baby rattle n aim it in "BRE'S" direction n start shoutin, little gangsters jumped up wannabe-s//
"Youngadget", ur da whackest of da whack ur cruisin for real bif slap of da lyrical kind, ya shit is crap shut the fuck up before ya strapped//
Im "RB's" "lyrical splinter" but a billion times better, hotter then any whack bitch on the netter, droppin ma letters wid perfection//
Bitch try out, why? i dont wanna be up for ya crew selection, i dont feel any connection between ur shit n mine n thats fine//
go write a "BRE" dis n fuck dis rap game of elivation, point ya gun and accuse of incrimination wid no discretion n unload ya clip//
fuckin jerks are all hip height to me n thats wid out my lyrical geniuse, what i mean is i suppose yall tediuse, bitches i fought everywhere had the odd geniuse//
n "wooshy" ya still got "Word perfect" lickin ya brown shit from ya tooshy?, "a27" is a road in england but also the road to dis kids downfall//
"RythmicTendicies" dont you mean arifmatic is my fav game?, fuckin gangsta lol ur a wanksta ma pet hampster hits harder then you//
"Treach p" u need to stop steppin n go away, ya shits softer then the fruit fallin from a peach tree, u see u aint got a preyer//
none of ya, of makin it ya all to busy rapped up in fakin it, n steppin up like ya an arobics player on a puma step//
Mind you i can see how we got this low wid da admins like "Bazzy" steppin in all drops he makes fuckin player ya fake arse punk//
fuckin place smells like a skunk all rotten n bitter, fuckin worse then the ruffest neighberhoods filled wid litter, yall pussy's//
N as for battalin here, lord have no fear, if ya wanna get beat this is the place to be, read da battles some cats droppin iller then cancer but loosin//
"vote for me n i'll vote for you" DAMN fam ya disrespectful in da deadliest way, far worse then any gay, respect a cat if he wins//
vote for who wins, not for who is gunna vote for you ya fool, and "mad man" or should i say god?, bitch ur soon to be hittin the floor wid da biggest fud//
as for "sand of night" stickyin his own shit, dawg thats scandulus, its fuckin incredible how ya get away wid dat, fuckin admins climbin higher//
why da poore boys pushed lower n thats a fuckin FACT//
Yall need to stop playin yaself or wid yaself n grow older in mind, ya never no ya might find ya like the otherside//
bitches "RB" could be the best ahead of any of the rest, but not why ya shits unreal that no1 can feel, U FOR REAL?/