*Bell rings...school starts*

Me and IceBerg are the same in some ways…

We both true to are names I bring a potent opponent to his game,
With my heat he melts like a iceberg yet flows cold blood in veins/(he dead)
Also…
We both aspiring rappers wanting to make our names be known,
While he ain’t started Im here driving forward makin the next zone/
He’s (re)cycling backwards cuz he hopes to be known in history,
You will be buddy as the only dude to be rappin wit a labatomy/(no brain)

This is why we different...

Warming
Go up against my style like putting your head in a crocodile, you no your gonna snap,
How you gonna reach your 8 mile when you can’t even bite Slims style let alone rap/

The punches
The only time you stand-alone is when you enter an ugly contest,
Bitch you scared everyone else home they had one-look n lost interest/

Just like sharing this battle you’ll loose prophet, another loss on ya record,
I no your elementary n may not be able to read…its 17, that’s all that’s bettered/

Cuz this dude hasn’t elevated at all since he first started rap battling,
Your rhymes aren’t disses there self indulgent, cuz you sat masterbating/

…While writing rhymes, you sat for days trying but still came up short,
The reality is this guys sanity doesn’t exist cuz its crazy playing in my court/


The merking
This gay could only drop heated shit on a winters day,(next year aswell)
You loosing will be known quicker than aids pervade/(damn that fast)

You wont even be spotted when I pop-ya like a pimple,
This guys axe-me(acne) shit will be sorted when I clear-his-sol/(clearisol)

oNe