Yo Str8t Jacket
You wouldn't know how to start a battle verse if I threw-in-a-blueprint/////1
got all tha board members askin' "who-is-this-new-kid?"////2
Synikill.. makin' ya look light footed, then I'm shootin'-ya-shoe-print////3
I'm a sick individual, don’t try to touch this ill kid, it’s not-contagious////4
leave Jacket lookin’ backwards at a *visul* (visual) that’ll stop-his-statments////5
head spinning 360, couldn’t out wit me, if his skills locked-with-The Matrix////6
I’ll push ya cheek bones to tha back of your skull, so it looks like you got-a-facelift////7
I’m x-human leavin’ ya spine x-truding, after this S Jacket will be x-cluded////8
master of x-ecution, I’m proving your not gonna x-ist, watch ya chest-stupid////9
my lines are so sharp, put ya hand to tha screen, and it’ll stab ya flesh-through-it////10
Are you from a septic landfill?, I hear half your shit’s-recycled///11
Push ya heart out your mouth, and leave ya lips-with-vitals///12
When I’m in a battle, someone better have tha medics-warned///13
you’ll look like a reptile shedding, every inch of ya flesh-gets-torn///14
have you mistaken for a midget, leave you divided-at-shins,
leave your soul burned when you collide-with-my-sins////15


there thats my first battle here