AITE......MIC CHECK

Dis wak emcee cudnt pack lyrical heat if he asked me to borrow sum when we meat at point//
ya name explains ya game youl get blazed KID wit da quickest as i cash da joint//
ill SMash ya face wit my words,unheard of the siccest RAPs, try to learn sumthin//
My verse will confuse the shit outta dis newb,claimin hes from the hood ,but we no hes frontin//
if bases were loaded ud still bunt Kid,ill Bllaze u after i got blunted//
my spits are sumthin,diferent then hundrids of wak emcees browsin dis site//
mumblin da same lines, no need to bite,cuz miks in his prime,fukin wit a nigga that will take ya life//
This Merkin is 4 minutes in progress, ill set any newb at 0-1 like they was my hostage//
Line 8,dealin ya fate jugglinem in my hands,cuz i no u just a stalker like one of my fans//
u idolize my flows,im glad an flattered but u aint no clone ,battered by my rap u ran home//
catch a dome shot,when u walk da front line street,Hot wit heat,risin to ya defeat//
u cudnt be number 1 if nelly was on da box of wheaties ,still hopin u sound clean//
yea nellys a bitch just like u,next words outta ya mouth gunna be uhhhh Im number 2//